Page 33 of Happenstance
I almost laughed. Seriously? He wanted to go there right now?
“No.”
“No?” Parker’s brow arched. “You sure about that, Angel?”
Parker Whitley wasn’t god. “Absolutely.”
“Alright,” he shrugged, “Guess we better get up to the meeting then.”
The pit in my stomach churned as I watched him walk towards the stairs. Preston was up there. I knew it. I could feel him judging me, waiting for me to fuck us, so he could carry through with his threat.
“Wait,” I called out, stopping Parker.
He looked over his shoulder and cocked a brow my way. Micha’s words replayed in the back of my head.‘You really want to give up that life line?’
“Fine,” I grumbled, crossing my arms. “I agree.”
“Come again?”
“You heard me.”Asshole.
“Be very clear, Lana,” Parker’s voice carried through the air, each word growing in intensity as he stalked slowly across the room. “What exactly are you agreeing to?”
I looked for somewhere else to go. A place where I could avoid his closeness, because I needed to keep my wits about me. I eyed one of the chairs in the corner. There was a small space behind it, and a chair was a good barrier. Might be a possible means of escape?
“I don’t hear an answer, Angel.”
My glare snapped back to Parker as I snarled, “I agree to your terms.”
The smirk on his face made me seriously rethink the chair. Parker wasn’t a small guy,dick. He could easily move a couch, let alone a chair. I’d probably just end trapping myself in a tighter more confined space.
“You agree to sleeping in my bed?”
I huffed out a sigh. “Yes.”
“Laying in my arms?” He tipped his head, causing a lock of his sandy hair to flop over his forehead.
“Yes,” I hissed in response.
Why couldn’t I have gotten knocked up by someone like Brandon? He didn’t have that stupid, sexy smoulder.
He stopped in front of me and reached out to scoop a lock of my hair in his fingers.I stood motionless as he leaned forward and inhaled deeply. The groan he released after had me squeezing my thighs together.
“Bouncing on my cock?”
I didn’t trust my body to say what I wanted it to, which was mainly where he could shove said appendage. So, instead, I just bit my lip and nodded.
My knees trembled as I stood there waiting with bated breath for him to say something. I agreed to his stupid stipulations, that should be the end of it, right?
Wrong.
Parker dropped his hand, letting my hair slip out of his fingers. “Why should I believe you?”
“What choice do you have?” I challenged back.
That was a mistake.
“Oh Angel,” he snickered and stepped in, forcing me back against the bar, “In this situation, I have all the choices. For instance, I could walk up those stairs and start custody proceedings right now…”
