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Prace Exerts #1; Shirtless

Parker was supposed to pick Grace up at her house at 8 o’clock to go for a walk. Grace was standing outside, her hood over her head with her long, brunette, hair coming out of it and lying across her chest. She leaned against the fence post in the front lawn, her leg killing her.

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Parker was asleep on the couch, his shirt thrown halfway across the room and his brown hair a mess. He’d slept through his alarm, completely forgetting about picking Grace up. At around 8:30, Parker awoke, stretching and going to go eat some breakfast. He poured a bowl of cereal and began eating.

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Grace still stood outside her house, growing impatient. ‘Maybe he forgot me’, she thought. She pulled out her phone, checking the time. It was 8:46 am. She put her phone back into her pocket, wrapping her arms around the fence post, continuing waiting.

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After Parker was done with his cereal, he checked his phone. There was a missed alarm that read ‘Pick Grace up’ and it was set for 7:30. Parker quickly remembered Grace, and ran out the door, forgetting to grab his shirt. He ran down the block, turning down Grace’s street. He saw her, leaning on a fence post by the sidewalk. He slowed his pace down to a jog once their eyes met. He gave her an ‘I’m sorry’ smile, and she smiled back, quickly noticing he was shirtless. He walked up to her, out of breath. “Ready to go?” he asked. Grace’s face was red, and she was holding her breath. “What’s up?” Parker asked, raising an eyebrow. Grace poked his chest, smiling. “I think you forgot something.” As soon as Parker looked down, his whole face became red. Grace started to laugh, as Parker looked up. He couldn’t help but start laughing along. He quickly pulled her into a hug out of the blue, still laughing. Grace tensed up almost immediately, her face turning red. Parker looked down at her. “Something wrong?” he asked, genuinely curious as to why she was uncomfortable. “It’s just, you’re kind of shirtless right now,” Grace said, her arms crossed and the back of her hands against his bare chest. Parker quickly let go of her, his face turning red again. He scratched the back of his head. “Oops.”

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Prace Exerts #2; Caught In The Middle Of A Kiss

It looked like it was about to storm, so Parker invited Grace into his house. Once he got inside, he went across the room, grabbing the shirt that he’d had on earlier. He slipped it on, going to sit down. He patted the couch next to him, gesturing Grace to come over.

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Grace came over, setting her crutches by the arm of the couch. She sat down about an arm's length away from Parker, turning to face him. Her face became red with laughter, and she poked his chest again. “Your shirt is on backward,” Grace said, laughing. Parker took off the shirt, throwing it across the room again. “Whatever”. Grace, who was easing down her laughing, followed up with, “Nice house.” She gestured to the living room around her without removing her gaze from his. “Thanks,” Parker said, moving his eyes away from hers and looking around. “It’s my Aunt’s.”. Grace nodded, her amber eyes intent on his face, although it was turned sideways. A crack of thunder came from outside, notifying them that the storm was here.

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After talking for a while, Grace became quite. Parker looked at her, curious as to why this was. “Is something bothering you?” he asked gently. By instinct, he took his hand and put a strand of her brunette hair behind her ear, making Grace blush. Parker kept his hand on her face, and before she could say anything, he put his other arm around her waist, pulling her closer to him. Grace was completely flushed. Parker’s rich, dark chocolate, colored eyes were locked on her honey ones, his grip on her waist pulling them closer and closer together. Their lips were an inch apart, their noses touching. Grace leaned forward a bit closer to him, the scent of his breath alluring her. Parker closed the gap, gently putting his lips onto hers. The kiss lasted only a second, but it felt like a million years. Grace wrapped her arms around her neck, and just as she did, the door opened. In the doorway stood a blonde woman, a bit taller and stubbier than Grace. She gasped, making Grace pull away from Parker quickly, putting her head down. “What are you doing to my nephew?!” the woman exclaimed, running over and grabbing Grace’s arm. “Mira I-” The woman cut Parker off. “Get out right now!” Grace stumbled up, grabbing her crutches and getting out the door as fast as possible. Parker followed, pushing his Aunt aside. “Grace, wait, please”. The rain was pouring down as Parker caught up with her a little way down the sidewalk, grabbing her arm and turning her around. “I’m sorry. I went too far. Just come back and we can talk this through.” Parker said, making a fatal attempt to get her to come back. Grace looked at him seriously. “I let you kiss me, and so I will deal with the consequences of my actions.” She pulled away, continuing her walk down the street. “Parker get back inside! You’re shirtless!” Mira yelled. Parker just ignored her, watching Grace walk down the street. “You still owe me!” Parker yelled, and Grace ignored him, turning the corner. Parker turned around, his hair looking like a mud-soaked mop. He walked back inside, pushing Mira aside and heading straight to his room, slamming the door.

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