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[haileygarciasunshine]

Itching to write for Jordan Parrish! Send some requests!!

[aworldinsideaperson]

Paint Them Pink-Jordan Parrish

Valentine’s Collection:#8

Teen Wolf Imagine:#107

Word Count: 1,530

Warnings: None that I can think of?

Summary: Jordan schedules a pamper session for Y/N and himself.

A/n: I thought I was never going to get this done but here it is! (I really enjoyed writing for Jordan btw)

tagging @joeynihil again because... Parrish

Masterlist

Coming Soon

Last Imagine

It had been a long few months in Beacon Hills, though that’s how it always felt. As if time was dragging on and on and there was never more than a moment to breathe. It was exhausting. Parrish, a deputy and a hellhound, found himself constantly on the move. He was either on the job or fighting supernatural creatures, sometimes both, and that left very little time for his girlfriend.

Jordan had been dating Y/N, a 24-year-old teacher’s aid and banshee, for a few years. They lived together and spent as much time together as they could but most of their time together was interrupted by one thing or another.

But not tonight. Parrish decided that nothing was going to interrupt them tonight, and they were going to relax - really relax - for the first time in months.

When Y/N walked into their home after work a bit later than usual she found all the lights off and candles set up all around the living room. Jordan pulled away from lighting the last candle and turned around to greet her wearing nothing but his bathrobe.

“What’s all of this?”

“You and I are going to relax and have some fun. I brought out all your face masks so we can choose some of them to do and nail polish so I can paint your nails, and I’ve been watching videos online about how to give a massage and I might just show you what I’ve learned.”

“You happened to come across a lot of porn didn’t you?”

Jordan sighed. “So much porn.”

Y/N laughed and kissed his cheek. “Well, when do we get started?”

“Right now, go get your robe on and meet me back out here.”

“Just my robe?” She asked.

“Just your robe.” He assured.

“Then, I’ll be right back.” She pecked Jordan quickly on the lips before striding over to the bedroom.

A few minutes later Y/N came back into the living room makeup removed from her face, hair pulled back into a bun and wearing a plush white bathrobe that matched Jordans, a Christmas present from her mother with their names embroidered in gold on the left side.

“Hey hot stuff.” Jordan smiled, wrapping Y/N in a hug.

Y/N laughed and hit Jordan slightly on the chest. “I was literally just out here.”

“Yeah, and then you went away, now you’re back and you look good.” Jordan explained holding her closer.

“You’re such a dork.”

“But I’m a dork who loves you.”

“And I love you.” She smiled before kissing him softly then pulling away completely.

“So mask time?”  Jordan asked moving back toward the couch.

“Mask time, what one do you want to use?” Y/N asked looking at the colored tubes on the coffee table.

“I don’t know, what are you using?”

“Probably the Chocolate and Strawberry clay mask. I love how it smells.” She replied, picking up the pink tube and reading the back.

“What do you think I should use?”

“Probably the anti-stress one. You are a stressed out hellhound plus it will soothe your skin. You’ll love it.” She explained with a smile.

“Anti-stress it is.” Jordan smiled, snatching the blue container off the table.

“I’ll do yours first.” Y/N said taking the tube from his hands and squeezing some onto her fingers and placing her hand to Jordan’s forehead.

His face scrunched up as she rubbed the mask over his skin. “Oh, that’s cold.”

Y/N eyed you but continued to apply the mask with a straight face. “Try not to move your face too much, it will make the clay dry weird on your face.”

“You look so serious.” Jordan laughed, making a face.

“What did I say about moving your face?” She questioned with a laugh, dabbing more mask onto his nose.

“Sorry.” Jordan straightened out his face, watching the woman before him spread an even layer of substance all over his face, smiling when she had finally completed her job.

“I’ll do yours.” He offered, taking the pink tube from Y/N’s lap.

“You don’t have to.” She assured, trying to reach for the tube her boyfriend was now squeezing in his hands.

“I want to.” He stated, turning to Y/N with his fingers coated in the pink substance.

She sighed. “Alright.”

“Okay, so how do I do this?”

“You looked up how to give a massage but you didn’t think to look up how to apply a face mask?” She asked with a chuckle.

“It didn’t come to mind.”

“Step one, put some on your fingers, you’ve already completed step one. Step two, spread it around on my face. Try not to get it in my eyes, nose, or mouth.”

“I think I can manage that.” Jordan then went to work spreading an even coat over her face.

Y/N smiled slightly as she watched a straight faced Jordan concentrate on the task before him. “Now who’s serious.” She noted with a laugh.

“I’m trying not to blind you.”He laughed, his fingers running under her eyes before pulling away from her face completely. “There I think you’re good.”

“Good. We leave them on until they’re completely dry then we wash them off.” Y/N explained placing the masks back onto the table.

“Can I kiss you while this is on?”

“I don’t see why not.”

“Good.” Jordan smiled and quickly leaned into kiss her on the lips. They were both careful not to ruin their masks.

After pulling away from the kiss the two sat and talked about their day, Y/N’s feet resting in Jordan’s lap as they laughed together. But it wasn’t long before they were washing the masks from their faces laughing and nudging each other from in front of the bathroom mirror. Though they soon returned to the couch, back to their original positions.

“Nails?” Jordan asked.

Y/N thought a moment before nodding her head. “Nails.”

“What color do you want?”

“Pink.”

“There are 10 different shades of pink over here.”

“Close your eyes and pick.” She replied. Jordan reached from a pale pink with sparkles. “Not that one.” He then reached for a pink that looked much more like a red. “No not that one either.” Then he picked up a medium pink that she was sure had to be from years ago.“Or that one.” This time he picked up a hot pink that reminded her of summer. “Oh, that one, I like that one.”

Jordan chuckled slightly and began to shake the nail polish. “Why didn’t you just ask for this one then?”

“I wasn’t sure what one I wanted until you picked it up.” She explained.

“I love you, but you’re kind of annoying sometimes.”

“I love you too.” She leaned forward and pressed a quick kiss to his lips.

Jordan smiled and began to paint her nails, dragging the lacquer covered brush over her nails slowly and paying careful attention of any that got onto her fingers. He was completely silent the entire time, not looking up once. Y/N watched him admiringly until he finished each finger, blew on them for a moment then moved onto her toes.

He was as careful with her toes as he had been with her fingers. Long and delicate strokes over each nail until it was covered in the color that reminded her so much of summer.

“Done.”

“Yay! Can I do yours now?”

“Yeah but you have to paint them with that clear stuff, no painted nails at work. Unfortunately it’s hard to be a professional deputy when you have pink fingernails.” Jordan explained with a furred brow and slight pout.

Y/N took Jordan’s hand in her’s and began coating his nails in the clear shining liquid.

“Can I do your toes too?” She asked with a sweet smile.

Jordan pretended to think for a moment before nodding his head. “Yes.”

“The top coat still?”

Jordan shook his head and pointed to the color he had just used on her. “No, paint them pink.”

“I thought they had to be clear, for work.”

“My hands yeah, but our toes can match. So paint them pink.”

She smiled and reached for the small bottle. “Pink it is.”

Y/N picked up the color that Jordan had just used on her and began to paint his toes in the bright color that was quickly becoming her favorite. When she was finished she blew on them lightly and moved back to rest her legs over Jordan’s.

The two sat talking as their nails dried. When the paint was finally firm to the touch, Jordan began to rub at Y/N’s calves and ankles.

“So, do you want me to try out that massage stuff I learned?”

“I think I’ll pass.” Y/N said, taking her legs from his lap and standing up beside the couch.

“Don’t you want to relax a bit more?” He asked, trying to convince her. He had worked hard on learning these skills and he kind of wanted to show off.

“Yeah, but I have another method in mind.”  Y/N said with a smile, then dropped her robe.

@imaginesandsmutforusfreaks @girlwiththebow

[fandomwriter39-blog]

Full Moon - Jordan Parrish

Louise ran, tumbling through the forest. Beacon Hill's woods had never looked so wide to her as they seemed now, lost, dizzy and haunted by the dark shadows of lanky trees. Her forearm hurt to such an extent she could barely think straight. Her feet dragged her in every direction, and at the same time to nowhere in particular. Somehow her instinct took her to a certain place, or more specifically to a certain someone, she knew she'd be safe with. After endless time of marching through the woods her eyes caught a glimpse of light. She obliged herself to get closer to the source of brightness. A road appeared before her, and she sighed relieved. Feeling how every step she took brought her closer to her destination, she ignored the droplets of blood falling from her soaked jacket and used all her might to complete the distance left to the sheriff's station. Regardless of already being midnight she knew there'd still be some deputies, and most importantly, she knew Parrish was there.

Trespassing the entrance she glanced right and left in search of someone. A deputy in the front desk looked up at her, his face washing with worry when he saw her wound.

"Hey, what happened? Do you want-"

"B-bring... Jordan..." She spat out the words with difficulty.

"Parrish?" She only nodded, while the deputy guided her to a nearby chair. Only moments later Parrish walked in the room. Right when he saw Louise he rushed to her. Before even saying a thing he began checking her arms. Louise hissed in pain when he grazed it.

"Who's it been?"

She played back the chain of events in her head. Fangs, claws, bright blue eyes, all were there, until they began to join forming a silhouette: Derek Hale. As she whispered his name Jordan's expression grew dark. He frowned in anger, muttering under his breath. "He's gonna regret getting close to you for the rest of his life."

"Please don't... don't go." Louise pleaded.

"I'm not letting him get away with it."

"I know just, don't leave me now." She shut her eyes tightly when another wave of pain washed over her. All the anger Jordan had built up disappeared the moment he saw her suffering so much. He took her hand, and concentrated all his power in taking away her pain. Slowly but steadily it faded, leaving an ugly scar and the area around it numb. She mouthed a 'thank you' and leaned against Jordan, taking only minutes to fall asleep, being as tired as she was. Last thing she remembered was Parrish taking her in his arms and carrying her somewhere to rest.

             *time skip*

Rays of sunlight laid on her skin, warming the parts that weren't covered by the duvet. Louise rubbed her eyes lazily, yawning for a while until she opened them and looked around the room. It was her bedroom, but she couldn't remember how she had gotten there. She glanced at her arm, where the wound was supposed to be, but her skin was impeccable, with no signs of a previous scar.

Maybe it had all been a dream? She thought, hoping it'd only be that. But reality struck her back when she reached her lounge and saw Parrish resting in her couch. Although sleeping, he was tense, like an animal aware of an imminent attack.

She only needed to approach him to wake him up, making him jump in alert.

"It's me! It's me."

He breathe heavily. "Sorry, I thought it could be Derek."

She shook her head, sitting beside him and asking "How did we get in?"

"You had your keys in your pocket."

"Oh." She said in realisation.

"Feeling better now?"

Louise nodded. "I don't feel a thing, like I had never been wounded."

"Good." He sighed in relief. Her body had accepted the bite, which was both positive since she was alive, and negative due to the large list of problems that came with it. "I think it's safe for me to leave now. I'm going to pay that Hale a visit."

He wasted no time in storming to the door and began running in the direction of the forest, searching for the werewolf's location. Louise was left startled in her lounge. Instinctively she followed him. It was difficult to keep up with him, but she noticed that usually after a couple of minutes she'd be tired out, and in that moment she was far from being exhausted.

Close to when she was about to catch up with him, a piercing howl was heard. Louise froze, fearing what could happen. She resumed her running, and was met with a ghastly scene: the flaming figure of Parrish hovered over Derek, who ignored the feeling of his increasing burnt flesh, and tried to stab him with claws and fangs, using all his might. Louise watched as the action developed, unable to act in any way and afraid to get involved to stop them. She got lucky, because Scott appeared not long after. With a powerful howl, that got close to a lion's roar, they both turned their attention to him. Using their confusion as an advantage, he pulled Parrish back, while Liam arrived and held Derek.

"What is going on here?! Thank god I heard you, you could've killed each other!"

"He bit Louise." The hellhound said, as the fire slowly faded.

Scott looked at him in disbelief. "He did what?"

"He bit me. Last night." Louise admitted.

"Why would h-" Liam began, but as he said those words he eased his grip, giving Derek the chance to knock him out and run away.

"Ow..."

"That bastard!" Parrish struggled to go after him, but Scott didn't budge a little.

"Parrish, you stay here! We don't need any more deaths."

He huffed as an answer.

Louise had became completely oblivious to the boys conversation. The idea of being a werewolf had never crossed her mind. Only a couple months ago she thought they were just stories!! It couldn't be said that it started to sink in, but she soon realised the imminent full moon and the problems that would come from it. And she also knew she'd need help if she didn't want to make any mistakes she'd regret afterwards.

             *time skip*

Three weeks exactly after Louise had been bitten, the pack of friends were getting ready for the full moon that would brighten up the sky that night.

"Again? You made a mess last time we used it, I don't want to be cleaning up again." Moaned Lydia.

"It's the safest place!" Reasoned Scott. "And we can't use the warehouse, so it's our only option left."

"Only the basement."

"Only the basement."

Lydia sighed. "Fine."

Scott gave her one of his childish grins and then rushed off to get all the necessary equipment.

                  ~ ~ ~

"This doesn't look too safe." Said Louise, holding one of the heavy handcuffs.

"It's not." Said Stiles blankly. "I mean, not for normal humans at least. You'll be just fine."

"Whatever wound you get will heal." Were Parrish's soothing words.

Louise wasn’t too convinced. She had seen a werewolf during a full moon before and even Scott, being an alpha and having so much practice, still had a hard time controlling himself. She had been training for the past days, learning to control the changes, but in a relatively normal environment. The full moon was a completely different situation.

"All set up here. I doubt you'll need me so, yeah, good luck." Said Stiles as he tried to leave as fast as he could.

"You can leave as well Scott. Go get some rest." Advised him Parrish.

"Are you sure? You've never helped a werewolf on their first moon."

"I'll do fine. Really, don't worry."

Scott sighed. "Okay. But if you have any problems don't hesitate to call." The true alpha said as he was leaving.

"Will do!" He shouted back. He turned to Louise, sitting on the floor beside the gruesome metallic equipment that was meant to hold her down.

"Shall we begin?" Jordan asked, and Louise nervously nodded, unable to form any words as time diminished.

He began tying her in all the ways someone could be tied down: he put sharp dented handcuffs on her wrists and ankles, strapped her with iron ropes around the column which she was sitting next to, and a large list of other torture-like objects that left her unable to move a muscle.

"Is all of this necessary?" Surprised she'd even have the strength to free herself from even just the handcuffs.

"I don't know. But Scott told me to use every single one of these, to prevent anything from going wrong." He stood up and scanned the basement again, making sure there weren't any openings through which the moonlight could enter. It really was a pity that such a beautiful house as was Lydia's woods cottage had only served for their supernatural issues, but the way it had been built made it perfect for it.

He was going to say something to Louise but as he turned to look at her, she was clenching her fists and panting. Her head hung low, eyes fixed on a spot in the floor. She was concentrating all her thoughts in fighting back the shift, while her muscles tensed with every wave of agony that coursed through her. A thin line of scarlet blood trailed from her closed fist down her arm, and when she open her fingers, her palms had been slashed by her own claws. She growled like an angry beast, and when she looked up her eyes shone a piercing neon yellow. Parrish jumped back out of fear: her figure was terrifying. Yet he knew he had to make her go back to normal if he wanted her to survive.

He kneeled beside her, holding her by her shoulders.

"Louise. Hey, it's me." He tried, shaking her gently. Her orbs travelled to look at him, and the moment she saw him it was as if something had been triggered, because she snapped and tried reaching him and breaking free.

"No no no, Louise, please. Listen to my voice, okay? Listen to me, you need to turn back to normal."

It was as if she was deaf, because she kept on with her attacks and struggles. It was an understatement to say that Parrish was now desperate. He had no clue how to help her. “I should’ve let Scott stay.” He thought, as he ignored the pain that caused him to see Louise in such a state. Unintentionally, his own eyes changed to the ones of his hellhound form. He placed both of his hands on the sides of her face, obliging her to look at him. It wasn’t like the usual glow, actual fire seemed to creep from his orbs. Louise held her breath. It was the most astounding image she had ever seen. She could feel the flames running over her skin, dancing inside the sphere of his iris in a repetitive movement that hypnotized her. Slowly, her claws and fangs began disappearing until they were completely gone. When that happened, all the adrenaline that had built up in her faded, nearly knocking her unconscious.

Parrish was tired out as well. A faint light crept in the room, signaling it was already dawn. Tumbling out to make sure it was daytime, he then went back to Louise and began untying her.

“Have I made it?” She asked with a raspy voice, using all the energy she had left to pronounce those words.

“Yes. You’re safe now.” She could only give him a faint smile, as she fell asleep in his arms.

[charliedawn]

Hi, I take requests. If some people are interested. I would be happy to hear your ideas and give them life. So, don't hesitate to ask. 😇 I do imagines, one shots and fanfics of all kinds.

Here are the Fandoms I am a part of and I can write on:

- Teen Wolf

Derek Hale

Peter Hale

Stiles Stilinski

Scott McCall

Allison Argent

Chris Argent

Malia Tate

Lydia Martin

Jackson

Isaac Lahey

Theo Raeken

Liam Dunbar

Jordan Parrish

- Game of Thrones

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Jorah Mormont

Sansa Stark

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Rick Grimes

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Beth Greene

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Carol

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Peter Parker

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Narcissa Malfoy

Cedric Diggory

Tom Riddle

Bellatrix Lestrange

Nymphadora Tonks

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Peeta Mellark

Katniss Everdeen

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Present Mic

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Naruto

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Kakashi

Itachi

Obito

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Tsunade

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Olivia Moore

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Sherlock Holmes

Mycroft Holmes

John Watson

Enola Holmes

- Once upon a time

Regina

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Mary-Margaret (Snow White)

Prince Charming

Killian Jones

M. Gold (Rumplestiltskin)

Belle

Zelena

Ruby

Jefferson

Archibald

Viktor Frankenstein

- Shadow and Bone

Kaz Brekker

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Matthias

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Malyen

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Jack Frost

Pitch Black

Tooth Fairy

Sandman

Santa Klaus

Easter Bunny

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- It (both generations) and other horror movies

Michael Myers (RZ)

Freddy Krueger

Bo Sinclair

Vincent Sinclair

Lester Sinclair

Jason Voorhees

Brahms Heelshire

Norman Bates

Hannibal Lecter

Jack Torrance

Penny (2017)

Pennywise (1990)

[thedepressolit]

A new fanfic idea!!

Hey guys, I have this fanfic idea in my head, as much as I love Peter and Chris and their ship, in this upcoming fic they’re going to be the bad guys. So, I’m reusing my oc, Liliana Stilinski but instead of being Derek’s best friend, she’s laura’s, and she gets together with Jordan Parrish.

Anyway, with the way the story is going, it’s going to be angsty and it’s going to have the mention of someone having a miscarraige and cheating. I’m sure you’re seeing where this fic is going. Hopefully, this fic is going to turn up as a one-shot because that’s what I have in mind but if not then I’m screwed haha.

Without ado, wish me luck cause I’m going to need it considering my terrible writing skills. . .

[make-me-imagine]

4, 21, and 23 for the fanfiction tag list! 😍

Thanks for sending some in!

4: Do you regret getting involved in any fandoms? Not really lol, I’ve been a fan of some people with fandoms that turned out to be pretty rude people, but other than that not really

21: What was the first fanfic you ever wrote: It was actually the first one shot I ever posted on this blog, which is here if you want to read it. It’s a Jordan Parrish x reader, it was actually more of a drabble, so the first longer one I wrote was a Ajax x reader, which is here

23: Name a fic you’ve written that you’re especially fond of & explain why you like it.I actually answered this already, but the fic is here. It is my first angst fic with Tony Stark and I was just really proud of it. 

These are from this question tag if anyone else wants to send some in :)

[aworldinsideaperson]

Big Beach Babe-Jordan Parrish

Teen Wolf Imagine:#127

Request: Can you write a plus size reader goes out to the beach with one of the teen wolf guys (you can pick) ((I picked parrish...)) and wears a showy swim suit and he makes sure he knows that she looks good. You can throw a lil smut, angst or fluff in there idm.~Anon

Word Count: 900

Warnings: None that I can really think of except the reader being a bit insecure.

A/n: Soooo I haven’t written Parrish in a while sooo here’s some for him! Also Plus Size!Reader cause I live for that shit and summer themes!! (Also I think I’m going to close requests (cause I got a million things to write...) for everything EXCEPT PLUS SIZE!READER) Also I didn’t add smut cause I’m just not in a smutty mood so fluff fluff and more fluff!

Masterlist

Coming Soon

She stood in front of the full length mirror, hands covering her stomach. She wore a white bikini set with cactuses on it, the top looked almost like a bra and the bottoms came up high on her waist over the rolls of fat on her belly. It was summer time, time for fun in the sun and days at the beach, time for men to walk around shirtless and for women to wear bikinis! Except, this was her first bikini. For years she was told that ‘Fat girls can’t wear bikinis’ and that ‘no one wants to see THAT’ and so every year she wore a swimdress or a tankini or a godawful ruffled one piece or she just didn’t go at all. But this year was different. She was going to make it different. Or at least she hoped she would.

Y/N and Jordan had planned this trip to the beach weeks ago. She had gone and ordered this suit special for it. This would be their first summer dating and she wanted nothing more than to be normal, and to her that included wearing a bikini. She thought, perhaps, a bikini would give her the confidence she had been sorely lacking.

She stood in front of the mirror a few moments longer until she heard someone unlock her front door and walk in.

“Y/N, i’m here!” Jordan yelled from downstairs.

“I’ll be down in a second!” She yelled back. Then she slipped on shorts and a tank top and her flowing cover-up over her suit, grabbed her beach bag and headed down the stairs to see Jordan waiting patiently for her on the couch. When he saw her walking towards him he stood up and pulled her into his arms, kissing her on the lips.

“You look great babe.” He smiled and took the bag from her.

“Thanks.” She replied with a smile. She grabbed her sun hat and sunglasses from the table beside the door and turned back towards him. “Let’s go!” She exclaimed and walked out the door.

It wasn’t a long ride to the beach, an hour tops with the traffic and the whole way Y/N and Jordan talked and laughed and sang along to their favorite songs that played on the radio. When they got to the beach the two of them grabbed their things from the car and made their way to a nice spot on the beach that only had a handful of people there. They set up their spot with an umbrella and a few towels, then Jordan pulled off his shirt revealing his toned and muscular body. This was her que to remove her own clothes to reveal the bathing suit she had spent months working up the courage to even buy. When Jordan leaned down to grab the sunscreen out of the bag Y/N quickly dropped her shorts and lifted the tank top over her head. Before she could slip the cover-up back over her shoulders Jordan stood up straight again and saw her.

He looked her up and down, his eyes drinking in every bit of her skin, the rolls, and lumps, and marks on her stomach and her thighs, even her arms. And soon she was more self-conscious than she had been earlier in her bedroom. She quickly slipped on her cover-up and wrapped it tightly around her body, looking away from the man in front of her.

He quickly noticed the fear and embarrassment  she portrayed. He sighed and took a few steps closer to her then motioned for her to turn around.  Once she did he slipped the cover-up from her shoulders and kissed the side of her neck, he then took the sunscreen in his hand and began applying it to her back and shoulders. His touch was soft and soothing and her shoulders relaxed as he applied the lotion to her body.

Once he was finished he handed her back the cover-up and planted a soft kiss on her lips before laying down on his towel. She slipped the fabric back over her shoulders then laid down beside him on her own towel. She pulled out a book and was soon deeply enthralled in the fantasy world only to be pulled out by Jordan speaking to her.

“You look really great, you know that right? I’m not going to be able to keep my eyes off you all day.” He said, Y/N turned to see him smiling brightly at her.

“Jordan.” She mumbled, turning her head to the side and heat rising to her cheeks.

He chuckled and sat up, still looking at her. “I’m serious. You look, beyond words, and that suit only enhances you. I swear, I’ve fallen in love with some kind of model.” He laughed.

She sat up and rolled her eyes. “Jordan Parrish you stop that right now!”

“Stop what? Complimenting you?”

“No, being outrageous.”

“I’m not being outrageous. You are actually the most attractive woman I’ve ever seen and I am the luckiest person on the planet to have you in my life.” He insisted.

“We’re both pretty damn lucky. Now come on,” Y/N began, standing up and dropping the cover-up from her shoulders. “Let’s go swimming!” She exclaimed and grabbed tightly to Jordan’s hand, pulling him towards the water with her. Not even thinking about her bare stomach as they swam.