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"No. Uh, please? Not with her trying to push some other guy on you."

"She wasn't necessarily trying to push me. She just mentioned it, and I didn't know how you felt."

"Uh, terrible. I feel terrible about it. I really thought you knew that. I thought you knew I was waiting on you, Jordan."

"No, I didn't."

"Now you do," he said.

"Well, now I'm telling you that you can stop waiting."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah."

"Okay," he said. "I'll stop waiting. Oh, they're waving. My dad's out here with us. They're waiting for me."

"Okay. Go ahead. I'll call you after work tonight. Will that be okay?" My voice was tender and vulnerable because I was tender and vulnerable.

"Yes, it'll be okay," he said. "I'll talk to you in a little while."

"Okay."

"Jordan?"

"Yeah?"

"You're with me, okay?" I knew what he meant by that, and it sent an electric shock type feeling through my body.

"Yeah."

"Yeah, you are?" he asked.

"Yes, I am."

"Okay. I'll talk to you later. Bye."

"Bye," I said.

Chapter 15

It was almost 8pm that same evening when JD walked through the door at the restaurant. I knew we would talk on the phone later that night, but I wasn't expecting him to come in. My body felt a surge of adrenaline at the sight of him. He was wearing a lightweight waterproof jacket with a baby blue t-shirt under it—one that fit him like a glove. Even from across the room, I could make out the muscular curves of his chest.

I fanned myself with menus as I walked toward the kitchen. I had no idea what to expect with JD. I figured it was safe to assume things would be different between us after that conversation, but there was no way to know how much things had changed until I talked to him face-to-face.

Our relationship was easy and natural, and I prayed I hadn't ruined anything with him by rushing him along. I went straight to the back hallway where I found the employee restroom. I washed my hands and stared at myself in the mirror for a few seconds, freshening up before I went back out there to see him. We were slowing down after the dinner rush, and I had plenty of time to go over to him but I wasn't sure if I had the nerve.

I saw him from across the way as I headed over. By the time I made it over there, Becca had already spoken to him and was walking off, headed toward me. She stared straight at me with wide eyes.

"What did he say?" I asked.

"That he wasn't here to eat—that he just wanted to talk to you."

I nodded like it was no big deal when, really, I was freaking out inside. "Thank you," I said to her. I smiled as I continued heading toward JD.

"Hello James David Alexander," I said, trying to seem calmer than I was.

"Jordan," he said, nodding a little. I went to stand right next to him, which was maybe a mistake. Being in his proximity had gotten ten times crazier today. My body was absolutely buzzing. JD looked casual, but he was always sharp, and he smelled clean, like leather and expensive soap. I stared straight into his dark eyes.

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