Polynatural-Book 1

Chapter 20

The crowd of boys stare at me in a certain satisfied way. I flicker my eyes to Parker's face, ready to read his reaction to my previous statement. His expression is unlike the others. A smirk of amusement and slight arrogance is on his lips. His eyes glimmer with a curiosity and enjoyment. It makes me wonder what he's thinking.

"So you want to be on that list?" Parker questions with a smirk.

"Yes, but with one condition."

"Oh?"

"I don't like sharing. Just me and you, no one else."

"Just me and you huh?"

"Just me and you..."

Before Parker can give me his response one of his friends interrupts. He carelessly swings his arm on Parker and pulls him away. The rest of the crowd follows, leaving me by myself.

Parker's POV 

"Look, me and guys have decided on something."

"And what's that?" I ask a little angry.

I do not like the fact that they pulled me away before I had a chance to answer Lacey's question. What's their problem? Couldn't they see I was in the middle of something? Obviously not.

"Well we always do all the planning for your birthday. We've been doing it for awhile..."

"So?"

"Shouldn't we get a little something in return?"

"What are yall talking about? You guys do get something in return. Whatever girls that I don't choose yall get to pick and have fun with them yourselves. What more could you want?"

"Leave Lacey to us."

"What?"

"Let us have Lacey. It's time we have first pick. You've got a whole list of other girls. We only ask you to leave Lacey to us."

"Something's wrong with you guys. You guys can have as many girls you want, but all of you guys choose to share one girl?"

"She's sexy as hell!" interrupts someone from the crowd.

"Come on Parker, let us have her. You can have all the other girls."

The thought of giving her to them makes me sick. She's mine and none of them can have her. The things they would do to her if I handed her over like this...no. She's mine. That's final. 

"No. She's mine." This protective urge overwhelmed me. I wasn't use to feeling this way.

"Parker, you owe us."

"I owe you guys nothing. You guys volunteered to set up everything, every year. You guys have never been anything but content or more, but now you guys aren't? Well fuck that. She's mine and don't you guys dare come near here. Cause if you do I will beat the fucking shit out of every single one of you. She's my girl."

All the guys stare at me in bewilderment. I have never gotten angry at them like this. I never did, especially not over a girl...

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I see Parker walking towards me, his face reads of complete anger.

"What's wrong?" I ask as I put a comforting hand on his shoulder.

He then looks up at me smiling.

"Yes," he says.

"Yes? What?"

"Yes, to your condition."

I couldn't help but let the corners of my mouth turn into a smile.

"When shall I pick you up?" Parker asks changing his expression into a more friendly one.

"Don't. I will come and surprise you," I reply in a sultry way.

"Surprise me huh?"

"Yes sir," I say as I inch closer to him.

Parker reaches his hands forward and pulls me toward him, fitting me neatly into his body. He then leans in for another kiss.

NIGHT OF THE PARTY 

I check myself in the mirror and take in a deep breath. Tonight is the night. I am officially not going to be a virgin anymore. I'm happy that Parker is taking it. But I must admit, I am really nervous. He's all experienced and I'm not at all...What if I'm really bad at it? Oh god. I don't even want to think of that possibility. Calm down Lacey. You're going to do fine. You look amazing in your outfit. I stare at myself in the mirror more, admiring my foreplay costume. I am dressed in a short blue dress that zips up the front. The zipper hits right under my chest creating a deep, wide v-neck. On my chest is yellow bra tank that reads 'busted' in huge, blue capital letters. Cinched at my waist is a black belt. Hooked on it is a pair of handcuffs. Those can come in handy tonight. I lace up my black knee-high boots and slip on my cop cap. I check into the mirror one last time. I curled my hair into soft waves, making me look extra seductive tonight. I have it all planned out. Tonight I am the cop that arrests Parker. I will handcuff him and take him up to his room. Yes. It's perfect.

I walk out the door and into The Boss's car. My adrenaline rushes through me as I step onto the gas pedal. I'm very happy and excited for tonight. Nothing can bring me down. I press down onto the gas pedal a little harder, wanting to get to the party soon. I want to see Parker. Just as I'm imagining the way the night will play out something runs onto the street, right in front of the car. It's kid...a little boy. OH SHIT! I slam down onto the breaks hard. OH GOD! STOP CAR! STOP! DON'T RUN OVER THE KID! I dig my foot harder into the break, screaming in my head the whole time. Strangely I'm not able to stop. It's like the car is sliding on ice. I try to turn the steering wheel but it's jammed? What the hell?!

"RUN KID RUN!" I scream in panic.

The kid only stays put and looks at me, stares at me. There is no recognition of fear in his caramel eyes. None, whatsoever...

Then I felt a thud against the front of the car. NO! The car steadily rolls to a stop and I jump out. Lying on the street in a disfiguring way is the little boy. My legs pick up speed as I run over to him. The first thing I notice is that his eyes are closed in an almost peaceful but frightening way. I lean in closer to examine any damages or blood loss. There is none...Not a mark nor a scratch, nothing but perfect complexion. Just then his eyes snap open in a menacing way.

"Hello again Lacey."

Then everything went black.