If it had been anyone else other than Jarod, Parker would have done what Parker always did. She would have played a sharp jab, pressed against a raw emotional nerve while she leaned forward and kissed him. But it wasn't anyone else this was Jarod and while there were loads about her feelings for him that she'd managed to sort out, there was still lots of them, and deciding to kiss him had been one of those things that she was still trying to get.
But then he mirrored her line back to her, and she was amused, she was amused because she was able to remember on some days that she was still the girl who had given him his first kiss, and who had been his best friend and who had very nearly had sex with him more than a few times aboard the Barge before.
Damn, her mind was being a bitch now and having him kiss her. He tasted like she remembered: like doughnut ice cream and candy and innocence and a home she'd lost to a bullet in an elevator. Quickly, she pressed her hand to the back of his neck holding him in the kiss as she pressed herself to him, wanting to feel that he was there with more than just fingers.
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Date: 2011-07-09 03:22 am (UTC)But then he mirrored her line back to her, and she was amused, she was amused because she was able to remember on some days that she was still the girl who had given him his first kiss, and who had been his best friend and who had very nearly had sex with him more than a few times aboard the Barge before.
Damn, her mind was being a bitch now and having him kiss her. He tasted like she remembered: like doughnut ice cream and candy and innocence and a home she'd lost to a bullet in an elevator. Quickly, she pressed her hand to the back of his neck holding him in the kiss as she pressed herself to him, wanting to feel that he was there with more than just fingers.