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"But what?" he said.
"But I'm still just a waitress, JD. Your family probably expects you to be with someone like my neighbor. A lawyer or something."
His eyebrows furrowed. "Are you still trying to go hang out with that guy?" he asked. "Your neighbor?"
"No, this is not about… that's her brother. I'm talking about Rachel. For you. She's the lawyer. It has nothing to do with… uhhh… I'm saying that for you. Not me. I don't care about people knowing things about me, but these people talk to your dad and grandma, and I'm just saying, I understand if you don't want your family to find out we—"
I could not finish the statement because my lips suddenly became occupied. JD moved toward me. He leaned in and kissed me right there in the middle of the restaurant. He placed his mouth on mine, stopping me from talking in mid-sentence. We kissed. I was still and stiff at first, but JD stayed there, gentle but relentless, until my lips relaxed. He was soft and sweet when he kissed me, but he regarded me with a mischievous grin when he pulled back.
I smiled uncontrollably. It was a nervous smile, and I shook my head at him discreetly, trying my best to control it. My eyes were trained on his as I put my fist on his chest in a fake attempt to punch him.
"You just did that," I said, wiping the edge of my mouth with the back of that same hand. I knew people were watching us and I couldn’t care. I was crippled with desire for JD—too distracted to think of anything else.
"I did, and I'll do it again," he said confidently. "It definitely needed to happen if you think I feel any kind of way about you being a waitress."
"I guess you don't mind," I said slowly, staring at him.
"No, Jordan. I don't mind. It's insane that you thought I did mind."
"They're going to tell your dad," I said, feeling the stares that were coming our way from the other side of the room.
"Let them," he said. "My dad was the one trying to set us up." He was right. His dad had asked me several times if I was dating his son.
JD took off, reaching back for me and pulling me by the hand. He pulled me back, past the kitchen doors and down the hallway that led to the offices. He stopped near the door that led to the office. We were alone in the hallway, and JD leaned against the wall, pulling me close to him.
"Do you like me, Jordan?" he asked the question as he stared down at me.
I could not believe he had to ask.Who wouldn't like him?
"Yes, James, I do. I like you more than… more than I've liked a guy."
"When? Ever?"
"Yeah, kind of ever," I said gazing at him.
JD's jaw muscle flexed as he stared toward the side for a second. I reached up and touched the side of his face since I wanted to feel it.
"You're my most favorite guy I've ever seen," I said. "I love being friends with you and all, but I would really love to… not… be… friends with you sometime."
He reached up and took control of my hands, wrapping them around his body. "Well, I would love to not be friends with you starting right now," he said, staring at me.
My body was on fire.
My hands were on fire.
I could feel the tautness of his muscles and the soft heat of his skin, and I was on fire everywhere we touched. I wanted to melt onto him like two warm candles that just become one.
"They're going in and out," I said, talking about everyone who had passed the end of the hallway and had, no doubt, been looking our way.
"You should know that I don't care," he said.
The deadpan statement made me smile. "No?"
"Yeah. No. I don't." He used his fingertips to adjust a piece of my hair, tucking it behind my ear. He was staring at me, touching me. I wanted this so badly that I almost cried.
"I need a shower if we're going somewhere," I said, breaking the spell.
He nodded reluctantly. "Let's go back to your place so you can shower or whatever you need to do, but then I'm taking you over to the Berk Building. It's early still, and it's Saturday."
