The Personal Shopper

“Goodnight.” He reaches down to hug me, and I hug him back. “Night.”

He pulls back and then places his hand on my jaw and lightly presses his lips to mine. “Night.”

I laugh. “You already said that.” He just grins back at me.

I turn around to unlock my door, but Parker pulls my arm bringing me back to him. His lips slam against mine followed by his tongue in my mouth. I kiss him back just as desperately. His hands grip my waist hard, and I push my fingers into his hair. He picks me up and pushes me against the door, and I moan into his mouth. His fingers dig into my ass and I push my hips against his.

Suddenly, he pulls back and puts me on the ground. He turns around and yells. “Fuck!”

He turns back to me, and I am readjusting my clothes that just got messed up.

He stares hard at me, and his eyes are black with lust. His voice is stern when he speaks next. “I am going to go into my apartment now. Promise me you will not open your door for me tonight no matter how hard I beg.”

I just laugh and then smirk. “You know your key will let you in.”

“Ugh!” He wipes his hand down his face. “Lock your bedroom door too.”

I laugh again and then stand on my tiptoes and place a gentle kiss on his mouth. “Goodnight Parker.” Then I turn around and go into my apartment.

I lean against my apartment door and blow out a breath. How am I supposed to spend all week with him without being with him or touching myself?

I get ready for bed and then get into my bed, but I can’t fall asleep. I grab my phone from my nightstand. I see I have a text from Parker.

Parker: Go to sleep!

Me: Lol I just got in bed. Give me a minute.

Parker: I thought I heard moaning.

Me: Lmao. You did not. My dad would never let me live in an apartment with walls thin enough to hear your neighbors.

Parker: I don’t know....you are a pretty loud moaner.

Me: Trust me. You haven’t even heard me moan yet.

Parker: Tell me to not come over.

Me: I never wanted you to leave in the first place.

Parker: Yeah...me neither.

I can’t tell if Parker is just talking about tonight or back then as well. I guess I really should ask him about it when we finally go on our date. Why does he seem so into me now, but back then he just up and left? I mean, sure, I was young back then, but was that really the only reason?

I blow out a breath and set my phone back on the nightstand, and then I drift off to sleep imaging all the different ways Parker is going to make me moan.

Chapter 11

Ava

Work is crazy the next day. My morning started off pretty normal with approving some social media posts and pulling together the right contacts for our next event. Then at 9 a.m., Shana came running into my office. “We’ve got a code red!”

I look up at her and laugh. “What’s that mean? We don’t use codes here.”

She comes around my desk and pulls up my internet browser. “What are you looking for?”

She pushes me out of the way a little more to be able to type faster. “The article that just came out about Chase Daniels.”

That gets my attention. Chase is one of the main sales guys, but he is known for being a heavy partier. He doesn’t usually get that much attention, but occasionally he’ll do soemthing extra dumb and will end up on some gossip website. Of course, then the larger publishing companies will use the information to write a smear piece on the company as a whole.