Fic: Waiting and Other Cravings
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adrianneb78239Title: Waiting and Other Cravings
Author: Adrianne Boudreau
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: Pretender
Wordcount: 317
Pairing(s): Jarod/Miss Parker
Spoliers: None
Disclaimer: I do not own Pretender, that honor belongs to Craig Van Sickle, Steven Long Mitchell, and NBC.
Summary: A Snapshot Of Jarod & Miss Parker After The Demise Of The Centre.
"Here You Go." Jarod handed Miss Parker her saran wrapped pickle that was covered with lucas, a reddish covered spice. She quickly snatched it out of his hand, and unwrapped the pickle. She sighed blissfully as she took a bite of her treat.
Jarod flopped down on the porch swing beside Parker, and gave her a strange look.
It took a minute for Parker to notice Jarod starring at her. She turned and glared at him. "What?" she said a few moments after she swallowed down her bite of her pickle.
"And you have the nerve to complain about my table manners." he teased her, handing over a few napkins.
She smacked him hard on the shoulder, before snatching up the napkins.
"Ow" Jarod complained as he rubbed his shoulder. "That Hurt."
Parker wiped off the remaining bits of lucas around her mouth. "You should know that picking on a pregnant woman is dangerous for your health...especially when I'm the one whose pregnant, rat. " Her hand then went to rub her huge swollen belly with an obvious unspoken affection.
Jarod pouted for a second, before he scooted closer to her and wrap his arm around her. Then he kissed her softly on the temple. "How are you and the little one today?"
Parker sighed, and laid her head on his shoulder. "The baby and I are okay." She continued to rub her stomach. "I just wished the baby would stop using my bladder as a goddamn soccer ball, though."
Jarod rubbed her shoulders, his other hand joined Parker's hand on top of her stomach. "It's only a few months now until the baby is born."
"I wish the baby would come soon," Parker said quietly, " I can't wait to meet him or her."
Jarod leaned down and kissed her softly on the lips in almost a chaste kiss. "I know, me too."
Author: Adrianne Boudreau
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: Pretender
Wordcount: 317
Pairing(s): Jarod/Miss Parker
Spoliers: None
Disclaimer: I do not own Pretender, that honor belongs to Craig Van Sickle, Steven Long Mitchell, and NBC.
Summary: A Snapshot Of Jarod & Miss Parker After The Demise Of The Centre.
"Here You Go." Jarod handed Miss Parker her saran wrapped pickle that was covered with lucas, a reddish covered spice. She quickly snatched it out of his hand, and unwrapped the pickle. She sighed blissfully as she took a bite of her treat.
Jarod flopped down on the porch swing beside Parker, and gave her a strange look.
It took a minute for Parker to notice Jarod starring at her. She turned and glared at him. "What?" she said a few moments after she swallowed down her bite of her pickle.
"And you have the nerve to complain about my table manners." he teased her, handing over a few napkins.
She smacked him hard on the shoulder, before snatching up the napkins.
"Ow" Jarod complained as he rubbed his shoulder. "That Hurt."
Parker wiped off the remaining bits of lucas around her mouth. "You should know that picking on a pregnant woman is dangerous for your health...especially when I'm the one whose pregnant, rat. " Her hand then went to rub her huge swollen belly with an obvious unspoken affection.
Jarod pouted for a second, before he scooted closer to her and wrap his arm around her. Then he kissed her softly on the temple. "How are you and the little one today?"
Parker sighed, and laid her head on his shoulder. "The baby and I are okay." She continued to rub her stomach. "I just wished the baby would stop using my bladder as a goddamn soccer ball, though."
Jarod rubbed her shoulders, his other hand joined Parker's hand on top of her stomach. "It's only a few months now until the baby is born."
"I wish the baby would come soon," Parker said quietly, " I can't wait to meet him or her."
Jarod leaned down and kissed her softly on the lips in almost a chaste kiss. "I know, me too."
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Date: 2011-05-22 09:10 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2011-05-22 11:24 pm (UTC)Love it, love it!
Date: 2011-08-17 05:23 am (UTC)Re: Love it, love it!
Date: 2011-08-17 08:59 am (UTC)