Chapter 28: Finally

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''Yeah I am kind of worried, It's so out of character for him to accept you.'' I answered Jordan's question as diplomatically as possible.

''Suppose he's actually trying to be nice, tonights gonna be a challenge.'' He chuckled on the other end of the line.

''Please dress nicely, you know, a suit and everything,''

''I do know that, I'll be good, promise.'' I could almost see his face, him more than likely sticking his tongue out, mocking me.

No matter how much I pretended I was really very worried about how the night would go. I knew that as my father he would be protective but there was no need for to go off on one because I wouldn't give him a reason too and Jordan wouldn't either, I hoped.

'Knock Knock'

''Come in,'' Liz peeped her head round the door as I started speaking.

''I just wanted to see how you were feeling, I know your dad sprung it on you but you shouldn't have snuck out last night,'' My step mother said with a small mischievous smile creeping at the sides of her lips.

''I know but I wanted to make sure he got home safely, he promised to be on his best behaviour,'' I grinned widely, glad we were getting on.

''I hope so, for both your sakes.''

Five minutes until Jordan was supposed to arrive and the tiny acrobats in my stomach were doing somersaults, I keep glancing at the clock every second minute. I'm meant to be chopping carrots. Ironic really. If I'm being totally honest I really want to sleep with him. Theres just that urge every time I see him to ask him to do me roughly up against a wall. Is that bad?

'Ding Dong'

There it is, the noise that announces his arrival. I heard footsteps walking towards the door. Ohh shit.

''Coach,'' Currently pressing my ear to the kitchen door in secret agent style.

''Jordan, come in, relax, I don't bite.'' My dad giggled, this was something strange.

I decided to wander on through to the entry hall and approached Jordy cautiously. Should I hug him? Kiss him? Just say hello? My questions were answered for me as Jordan grabbed onto me and brought me into him, fusing our lips together in a steamy kiss. Fuck Fuck Fuck.

''Right thats enough of that Staal.'' We heard a coughing behind us and a voice but my thoughts were too clouded by lust to care.

I turned around, facing an icy glare from my darling step sister and an obviously forced smile from everyone else. Looking at Jordan, he just grinned his usual cheeky smile. Typical.

''I think dinners ready so everyone go on through to the dining room,'' Liz announced breaking the silence.

Throughout dinner, uncomfortable questions were fielded, mostly from my father but another lot from my very jealous step sister. I could see her eyes filling with green and I was pretty sure everyone else could see her very openly flirting with Jordan. Although he had kept his cool most of the time, the way his clammy hand was carefully placed on my thigh was a dead give away of how nervous he was. It made me smile.

''Jordan, I'm going to ask one last question,'' My haze was broken.

''Sure, go on.'' His hand gripped harder onto my leg. I was sure I would be left bruised.

''Lets face it you don't have the best reputation, I've seen the way you are when we're on the road, what makes you think you can stay faithful to my daughter, hmm?'' It was said aggresively and I didn't like it.

''Ehhhh, well . . ''

''Come on, answer.'' I knew Jordan hated being pushed.

''If I'm honest, I'm happy. I haven't felt this way, well, ever. With every other girl I dreaded coming home but when the season fully starts I'm sure it'll be easy. I can see why you would be concerned but you don't need to be.'' We both let out a breath that I really didn't know I was holding in.

''I can't believe you were allowed to come back to my apartment,'' Jordan spoke as we walked through the door, he sounded like an excited five year old.

''Me either, can I have a drink?'' Now I was the nervous as hell. What was gonna happen tonight?

''Yeah sure, is red wine okay?'' He flipped the switch on in the kitchen and I moved around, finally settling on top of the counter.

After pouring the wine into the two separate glasses, he stepped back and leaned against the island in the middle of his kitchen, right infront of me. I was breathing heavily. I was sure he could tell that I was a little unsure of what was to come.

We didn't say anything. He took a step towards me and took the glass from hand, sitting it on the marble countertop beside us. Never moving his eyes from mine, he placed a hand on the back of my neck, the other on the side of my thigh. His thumb making small circles on the material of my skirt. He leaned in and placed his lips to mine, starting out as a sweet innocent kiss and moving forward as our passion increased. His tongue interlocking with mine, us both fighting for dominance. He was the first to pull back. Still keeping his gaze locked with mine.

''Let me make love to you,'' He whispered softly.