Just Us ~ Nick Fowler [Completed]

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Warning: SMUTTTT  

"Stan, S-T-A-N," Parker spelled out to the guard, as he checked for her name. 

"Right this way, Mrs. Stan," He smiled at her, letting her in. Parker smiled back, walking into the building. She looked around, seeing half of the CIA's most wanted walking around with a champagne flute in one hand and women, who are most definitely not their fifty-year-old wives, in the other.

She looked around, trying to find a scapegoat to reveal what artifact the drive is in when she thought she saw Nick walking adjacent to her, she turned towards that direction, not seeing him. "Maybe, I shouldn't have had three glasses of Whiskey before coming here," She shook her head, continuing to walk around the place. 

The auction was yet to start, but she wanted to get the device before it started, so she could leave by the time it did, not wanting to clash with Mace and friends.

Parker walked around, not being able to tell who was here for what, so she snuck into the bathroom, taking out her phone. She ran through the security footage, seeing a few very suspicious people. She marked their position, knowing she would have to work her way around the auction, without anyone noticing. 

Parker picked her first target, Raza Magodosh, a freelancer from Dubai, who was paying too much attention to the vases.  Parker walked out of the bathroom and headed towards him, she made sure to pick up a drink on her way to him, she took a sip and stood next to him, looking in the same direction as him. "Did you know, the most famous city for Chinese porcelain is Jingdezhen?" She took a sip leaning towards him. 

"I didn't," He smiled, turning to her. His eyes drank her form, glued to the slight show of her cleavage. 

"Yeah, it's really interesting," Parker nodded, turning back to the vases. 

"I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name," He shook his head, finally looking up at her profile. 

"That's probably because I didn't tell you," She looked back at him. 

"So, what is a hot woman like you doing at an auction alone?" 

"You wanna find out?" She bit her lip, knowing he was probably already hard from the little cleavage show. 

"Hmm," He nodded, shamelessly eyefucking her boobs.

"Well!" Parker smiled, "I will see you around," She said as she walked past the man in the black suit, trailing her hand over his D-cup chest, and looking at him with sultry eyes as she did.  She continued to walk to the end of the hallway, she was about to turn around to look at him, when she felt a hand around her waist, pulling her to a secluded area. 

"Kai!" Nick! "What are you doing here? You're supposed to be in America," He held her there, looking to the main hallway, then back at her. He noticed the bruises she hid, and the bandage she tried to cover on her left hand.

"Y-You're alive?" She looked up at him, confused if it was the alcohol in her system that was making her see things. 

"Come here," Nick looked up, trying to make sure no one saw them, and pulled her deeper into the hallway. 

"Nick! Nick!" She yanked her hand back, standing up straight. "What the hell is going on? What are you doing here?"

"I've missed you, so much," Nick whimpered, walking them to the wall, kissing her cheek, and attacking her neck.

"Nick," Parker moaned, holding his head to her chest, feeling his hard-on against her stomach. "God!" She moaned, tilting her head back.

"I need to feel you," He whispered against her burning skin, dragging her to the empty bathroom at the end of the hallway before she could answer.