Jordan has never felt the crippling amount of guilt like he did listening to her.And neither have he ever felt more jealous than he did now too.And it was absurdly funny because the said jealousy was directed at himself.Well, the younger him that had been Jordan Carmichael.She'd been in love with that guy and even now, she talked about him like she still was.And damn him to hell if he wasn't legit jealous of that boy, even though he'd been an obtuse fool by choice then.She has no idea he was that boy and here he was feeling cheated with that knowledge.It had been something though, to see the boy he'd been through her eyes.To know that while he'd been fighting to find his place in this life, family, world, someone had actually seen through it enough to love him.She humbled him.'The most important person to her', holy God.No wonder they'd clicked almost immediately, she made him feel good, like the best and all those years they'd been friends, he only hoped he made her feel th
As she made toast and fried bacon, the sweet aroma diffusing around the kitchen, she knew she'd be lucky if it even tasted like cardboard to her.She wasn't even sure why she was doing this to herself.Because this wasn't how she'd envisioned herself after the progress she'd made with the object of her every desires.But the nagging reminder that she'd let that said object of desire and the pleasure that only him can bring her cloud her priorities was a high crashing.She'd left Riley all alone too, to be in his arms.That shouldn't count as much since the girl had slept through every minute of it like a log but it served to prove just how much she'd let pleasure mess with her responsibilities.'But it had felt so good' her subconscious whined only serving to conflict her.She let out a string of colorful curses as the heat from the pan she'd just picked up si
But she didn't.The days crawled by but she didn't come to to him, didn't offer him any explanation for her sudden change.There were no excuses, he got nothing. If anything, she was making a perfection of the art of avoiding him and it was frustrating as fuck. And so was giving her space and waiting for her to come to him at her own pace.This is the reason he didn't do commitment in the first place.Every time their eyes met, he could practically taste the palpable guilt swimming in them.But then she'd look away and block him out- again.Recently he's been hell to work with.He growled at everyone and got hellishly angry at everything and everyone.She was in his head and she was fucking it up.He'd come so close to firing a staff just yesterday over a trival issue.He was that close to the end of his patience rope.And he might have been able to compartmentalise the frustrated anger coursing through him if he was just dealing with Jojol and her sudden need to avoid him alone but
"Sometimes, you know, I just wish you can get her to stop hiding so much in mama's room and stop fussing over me, then maybe you two can get married and have those Alfies we talked about."She'd looked up at him with soulful brown eyes, giving him an innocent toothy grin."It gets lonely sometimes."He echoed her sentiments.It did get lonely for him too even though it was for different reasons for them and he'd wanted to grant her that wish so badly.Too bad you can't force someone to love you, too.He'd just let her adorable self lie in his arms, holding her until she gave in to the whims of sleep, sitting in his favorite window couch.His eyes involuntarily darted to her and she looked away from him almost immediately as their eyes met, as if she couldn't bear to be caught staring at him...Screw this stupid game they were playing.He was getting his damn answers now.She was messing his head up and if this is the end for them, he needed to hear her say the words- and why.He needed
Herman Parker was a certified pain in the ass.The man, for all the money he has, was as undecisive as a four year old thrown in a candy store with all her favorite candy and asked to pick only one.He suddenly wasn't sure what he wanted from the project he was proposing.And Jordan felt about seconds away from reconstructing his fucking face for him.The only good the man's presence in his damn office has caused him in the over an hour since he waltzed in here, was getting rid of pesky Fayre Carson.And right after they moved down to his usual conference room for client negotiations, the man had turned pretty useless to him.What's so difficult in deciding of you fucking want an ultra modern building complex that screams tech and money or something more mundane and holding a bit of history, or something in between?Anything the man chooses now would be fine i
The elevator ride back to the office was short but to Jojo it felt excruciatingly long.And she spent the whole time trying not to chicken out of her plan to take charge of her life and for once allow herself a chance at real happiness.She didn't want to remain that woman that Cal had accused her of being, she wanted to be different for this man that's stuck in this confining space with her.She turned slightly and quietly took him in.Looking at him like this made her thighs clamp and her body ache for him.He looked so tall, leaning against the wall of the climbing elevator like he had that one time at Morgan Inc. And damn, he looked yummy, incredibly hot and sinfully delicious.His eyes were shut close, hiding his beautifully green and very alluring orbs from her, but for one, it allowed her the liberty of feeding her starved body on the sheer sight of him.His nostrils were slightly flared, betraying the anger he was keeping tame inside him, and his sinfully red, pouty lips, with
"What are you sorry for, Jocelyn?" His voice was still flat and void of any emotions and that wasn't any help.Again, he'd called her Jocelyn, not Jojo and the effect of that unfamiliarity was like a sucker punch to her gut.What was she sorry for, he'd asked.She could come up with a hundred and one reasons, but the words only sat heavy on the tip of her tongue, refusing to go past her lips.Where was that deep grovelling speech she's been practising our and over again in her head ever since Fayre waltzed her way into this room today, hot on her relentless pursuit of Jordan.Right, it has deserted her now that she needed it most."You are not saying anything, Jocelyn."Again, that unfamiliar sound of her fullname.It hurt something inside her to hear him use it and it only hurt worse knowing that she'd been the reason he'd had to.It made the shame engulfing her even stronger and harder to bear because his pain was bare and raw in that word.She wished she could take it back, take th
Jojo knew what she was asking for when she said that and she meant it.His eyes were darker than she's ever seen them yet and he looked every bit like a man who could deliver it as rough as it could get.A small niggling fear pushed at the back of her mind, what if he really hurts her?She's never had rough sex with anyone except that day on her desk, but this man made her want to try it.She's thought about it as he towered over her and the idea of having him bring hrs to the height of her pleasure with a perfect blend of pain and pleasure made her the core of her womanhood drip wet for him.She trusted him and she needed this as much as he did.She pressed herself into him again, trying her best to grind him into a needy frenzy.It was working, but he held her hard to stop the torturing movement."Don't push it, bab