Chapter Twenty-Four.

Ralph's P . O . V

It's been hours.

And I didn't know if it was just me being paranoid for no reason but Jordan was still yet to return home.

I've been seated in the living room for hours playing video games and waiting for that moment where she walks in with the usual cute frown on her face with some detailed complaints about her Boss or some other random employee she happened to have had a clash with during the course of the day.

I really shouldn't be so worried. Yes, It was way past evening but not exactly too deep into the night yet and besides, she could just be over at her Best friend's place so I shrugged off the thoughts before taking another one of the few cookies left in my plate.

I really wanted to save her some but I doubt any of that would happen at this rate.

"Sweetie, any word from Jordan?" Zoe questioned moments later from behind me where she suddenly appeared from somewhere around the house.

"No. I only saw her leave this morning and that was it" I replied with a warm