Fayre didn't like the impenetrable blank look that sat dominantly on Jordan's face.
But she knew she had him right where she wanted him and it excited her.
It was there in his voice, slightly, but she knew it.
He cared too much about that two cents worth personal assistant of his to let her waltz over there to her desk and break his golden secret to her.
The joy it'd bring her to watch that face scrunch up in hurt and pain.
She was sure the little, naive thing knew nothing and she intended to keep it that way, but first, she wanted Jordan in her clutch.
"What the fuck do you want!?"
That anger and frustration she craved was becoming more obvious in his tight voice and she wondered just how much longer she could pull before he snapped.
She didn't push her luck though, this opportunity was too golden to pass.
The man was a fucking gol
“Why aren't you home yet?”Zayn cold voice carried through the line, burning through him.Why wasn't he home yet?Yes, it was because he hadn't coughed up enough balls to spill his guts to the one person who deserved it the most.And now shit was getting more complicated with Fayre back in the picture.“Can you hear me Jordan?”Of course he could, just to messed up to say shit right now.“Yeah.”“Father hasn't come conscious since they operated on him, the doctors say that having you guys around him might be what he needs to jolt out of it..........”He doubted that, but of course he planned to go for him.“Malik can't say if he can make it back and that asshole is a fucking medic, you are my only option now.”
Jojo felt like a fool.There's been a lot going on, but watching him, with her, it took a different level of bravery to not breakdown and let herself go, right there in front of them.He did make his stand in all this clear to her and to think that he might have been back with his ex all the time he'd been saying 'stay with me' to her.She felt sick seeing them and she felt stupid, foolish, you name it and she felt it.It was like she was living her life in a crazy circle.She'd always be insecured about him falling back with her, or falling for any other women at that and he always will, fall for them because that's the man he is.She left the room silently and slipped in to the break room when she couldn't watch them any longer.The tears were stinging and burning her eyes, but she didn't want to cry.She'd seen it coming and she'd gone ahead and
JoJo wasn't sure why she had thought they'd be flying a commercial plane to wherever it was they were traveling to.Of course, he had a private jet, he was Jordan fucking McGrath and he was that loaded.Another tell tale sign that their worlds were too far apart to fit together.She'd packed light, justa few essentials and hopefully that will get her through their stay there.The engine that was his jet was sleek and beautiful with twin engines, and though she didn't know much about aircrafts, she could tell this one had cost a lot.She had to wait a bit for Jordan to talk stuffs with some guy they'd met here at the hanger, who she suspected to be the pilot.It wasn't long though, before he came to lead her into the beautiful craft.Damn, if she'd thought that the outside was beautiful, the interior was exquisite and luxurious.There was
The hanger there landed in was more or less like the same one they'd left from, but she lacked the time to admire it's expanse and space.There was a car, probably a rental, waiting for them and as soon as they alighted from the jet, they were shepherded into the black, sleek car that sat lazily, waiting for them.There were two men that looked more like the one back home, the unsmiling ones that Riley had called 'grumpy'.She'd wanted to fuss about her bag but then she saw one of the men collecting it from Stacy before the woman went in and the stairs to the jet shut her in.Everything was happening so fast and her head was still reeling from the words Jordan had spoken to her just few minutes ago."I love you, baby girl."She wanted to believe he meant it.He opened the door to the expensive looking four wheeler and held it for her, letting her get in with ease.
Her phone was lying on the floor, the screen half lit, but the only thought in her head was that these are the Carter boys and they were here, in Jordan's dad's room.She didn't need a second glance to recognize them, it's been years but they'd only gotten older and more define with a healthy dose of masculinity, just like their....brother, but unlike him, they hadn't changed at all.Her eyes flew to Jordan in a plea but he seemed just as surprised as she was, but it was obviously for different reasons.Her head was spinning, her brain quickly piecing together every single information she has on this and the answer was right there, glaring at her but it was too ugly and scared for her to believe it."Joceline?"The younger of the two men that just entered the room, who she remembered to be Zayn, asked.She wanted to answer, she wanted to open her mouth and te
TEN YEARS EARLIERTherewas knocking on the door of her balcony and there was only one person in the whole wide world that ever comes into her room from that door.Jordan.With a wide smile on her lips, she went to open the door to let her best friend in, a warning she didn't half mean sitting at the tip of her tongue.She already knew that no matter how many times she warns him off, he'd never use the front door.She's tried and his reply have always remained same, "that's their door down there, Jo, this is mine. I'll always use it because I need you."She dragged herself over and opened up but thechiddingdied on her lips as soon as she saw his face.No, he wasn't here to taunt her or disturb the hell out of her life.<
"What the fuck man? I'm no woman expert but you don't keep them in the dark about something this big."Jordan watched Zayn finish his lecture with a shrug, wondering if his brother wasn't right somehow.Maybe he should have told her on that first day she'd sauntered into his office, looking hot as hell.Maybe he should have reminded her that he was the same Jordan she'd left behind when she moved with her family, the very same one whose life had hit rock bottom as he'd tried to learn living without his anchor to sanity.She'd been that for him after all, the one reason he never reeled off into the deep, dark ends.And maybe he should have told her about the countless nights he'd go over to her house and scale her balcony, a pack of beer or two in his backpack, just because he couldn't sleep.He'd let himself into her room and lie in her bed which they'd left behind for some reason,
JoJo wasn't sure how long she stood there, watching the big house that now stood where theirs should have been standing.But she knew watching it wouldn't change a thing.It wouldn't take her back to her childhood and it wouldn't erase the fact that Jordan had lied to her and played her like the fucking strings of a guitar.She was tired and her eyes burned from all the crying she'd done.And now she had to worry about where to go from here.She didn't want to go back to the hospital, she wasn't ready to see him yet, she wasn't ready to listen to him lie to her again.She didn't want to look in his eyes and see what a fool she's been.It'd kill her to.She dragged her feet from the spot she stood in, her brain working overtime on where she will go from here.She'd probably lodge in a low cost hotel for the night and then get a retur