Jordan Manning Novels & Stories

God. Landon made me sit on a high stool at the bar - I'm too short for him, he's like 6', Mariano maybe is 6'3, and why is he interrupting my thoughts? - and ordered me a cranberry and vodka. I was underage, but Landon knew the bartender, so it all worked out just fine. I’m not a big drinker, but I do appreciate the occasional booze. Just recreational, nothing wild.

Managing to meet the older man’s eyes, she confirmed that he was addressing her. “My name is Ronald, by the way.” He said. “Meanwhile, don’t be surprised or embarrassed. My grandson here, tells me everything and I equally tell him everything because he is my favorite. You see, your boyfriend here is a wonderful young man. He is intelligent and compassionate-”

“Yeah, that’s Logan Carter.” There was a round of Oh's and ahs from the group at the window. I heard my phone buzz on the table with a notification. I closed my laptop down and grabbed my things. A lot of the office stayed at the window watching as I exited. I must admit they were correct; he looked exceptional. He was wearing dark jeans, a crisp white T-shirt and a black leather jacket. He was leaning against the bonnet of a car I didn’t recognise.

Curtis Manning stood in the gym shower, the hot water running over his aching, sore body. He had his massive hands against the wall, and he was leaning on them heavily, his forehead pressed to the cool tile. He was exhausted and hurting, and it wasn’t just because of the punishing workout he’d just finished.

I ask, concerned that the kids are using him as a jungle gym. “Yes.” I chuckle. “Can you pass him the phone?” “I’ll try. He’s helping Addison on the monkey bars. He’s busy.” He runs off, and the phone's movement blurs his face, causing Hera and me to laugh. These kids are incredible. How can I have a family like the one she’s created and make them mine? “Mr. Thomas wants to speak with you!” Aiden yells. “Tell Mr. Thomas I can’t talk right now. I think I hurt my back,” Gelo says in the background as someone laughs.

It was a bright Saturday morning and Jordan Duro was at his gym. When not in the field, he would be nowhere other than his gym. He is broad chested with six pack muscles on a slim waist and belly muscle. His arms were having some scars portraying he had been in some dangerous situation. Jordan is a 29 year old young man and a citizen of Newtown city. He is tall with a height of 6.5 inches. His long hair reached his shoulders which he tied up in a ponytail.

Jessica has really been nice to me and she's made me feel so relaxed about the whole situation. I walk to the living room with Jessica behind me. "Thanks Jessica" "Jess" she corrects for the umpteenth time today. "Thanks Jess" "Let's go" Nathan orders. Nathan is wearing a button up shirt and dark denim pants. His hair is perfectly styled as usual and his well trimmed beard makes him even more handsome. His lips tug into a smirk "Are you done checking me out?" He tugs his hands in the pocket of his pants. My cheeks redden and I stare at the floor. "Isn't Jess coming?"

Oh joy. When Coach Mitchel stops talking, Aiden, Kelson, and the third string QB leave while the rest of us stay in the room with Coach Morely. Morely talks about the practice films we'll be watching tomorrow morning and what he expects of us. "Jordan, you'll be sticking with Lane. He'll explain what you'll be doing during morning session. The two of you will join special teams each afternoon." I don't show my relief but I'm glad to be with someone who knows the ropes. From the information I found online, Lane is twenty-eight, he went pro directly out of college, and he's single. He has fair skin, blue eyes, and short brown hair. He's good looking, though no Aiden Patrickson in my opinion. T

She tried not to listen, but it was impossible not to. My only concern this year, John, is about the Bandit's new receiver, Demitri Jameson. The kid is fast, there's no doubt. But does he have the ability to break tackles and simply run the football? We saw him make some major mistakes in pre-season and that concerns me.