It wasn’t the first time that Brooke had heard a man try and convince her that despite flirting with many other women, he only truly meant it with her, but somehow, she was more persuaded by the words as they fell out of Parker’s mouth. Maybe it had to do with his young age and how she doubted that he had nearly as much experience as a man in his 40’s or 50’s.<br/><br/>He went a step further by expressing that he was being an honest salesperson and really just wanted her to find her way into the car. Brooke’s back straightened a little when she noticed Parker’s eyes flicking down to her cleavage. The shift made her breasts heave a little more than usual, causing them to accentuate further.<br/><br/>Brooke got out a moment later, wondering if Parker was eyeing up her ass in the short shorts that she was wearing, as she made her way around to the back seat. Parker joined her soon enough and mentioned breaking it in again, making her smirk. In the back, Brooke twisted her body to face him a little better, their closeness amplified.<br/><br/>To her surprise, his hand found hers, keeping it trapped against his thigh. He promised that he had no intention of ripping her off, which caused Brooke’s smile to reappear. When he naughtily implied that taking advantage of her - in other ways, she presumed - would have been rather tempting. “Hm, I see.” She murmured, her hand tingling.<br/><br/>Parker ensured that he would take care of her, and for a moment, Brooke read way more into that than she should have. How wonderful it felt to be told that she would be taken care of. All of her life, men were doing the opposite of taking care of her. And she was forced to take care of herself and her daughter, without the help of any men in her life.<br/><br/>It was interesting how Parker, the youngest man she had ever been attracted to, was reassuring her more than any middle aged man ever had. Of course, Parker closed his thought by stating that he’d help her find the right car, reminding Brooke of the situation at hand. She slowly pulled her hand away and nodded at his question about returning to the dealership.<br/><br/>“I’d love for you to drive us back.” She smiled at him, reaching for the door handle and propping it open. “I’d like to sit back and feel the vibrations,” she raspily whispered, perking her brows at him, before turning to step out of the back seat. She walked around the car and let herself into the passenger side, lowering herself down and buckling up again while waiting for him to take the driver’s seat.<br/><br/>“Thank you Parker, by the way. For not taking advantage of someone who is clueless about cars.” She chuckled, again folding one long leg over the other while enjoying the scenery around them as he drove them back.