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EXPECTED 10:10 PMtoLANDED.
She’s home.
I check which baggage carousel her luggage will come from and make my way over to the nearest security checkpoint. The sooner I see her, the better. Her absence has eaten me up; I want her in my arms again. I pace with my fingers threaded over the hat she knit me. Fucking love that she gave me a handmade gift, it helped me feel closer to her while she was away.
Ten minutes go by with no sign of Jordan.Where is she?People trickle through, then I see her blonde hair piled on top of her head in a messy bun and she’s wearing one of my sweatshirts. My heart hammers behind my ribcage.
We lock eyes, and she quickens her pace with a growing smile. When we get our hands on each other, I’m astoundedby the instantaneous comfort. I wrap her in my arms and dip my face to her neck, breathing her in. I can’t get enough. We rock back and forth.This is my girl.
“Fuck, I missed you.” My voice is muffled against her shoulder.
“I don’t want to be away from you that long again,” she whispers.
“Let me take you home.”
She squeezes me tighter and sighs. “I already am.”
45
I’m still surprised she asked for this. I figured it was asomedaybucket list thing. But here she is, with a huge smile on her face, gripping my hand and tugging me into Logan’s tattoo shop to get her nipples pierced. I don’t want to show my bias in case she changes her mind at the last minute, but I’m equally enthusiastic.
We get inside, and I grab Logan’s newest portfolio of artwork and sketches. I flip through the drawings and marvel at his talent. The stuff he creates blows my mind. Jordan taps her foot next to me.
“Nervous?”
“A little. Will it hurt?”
“Nothing you can’t handle.”
She nods. “A little pain now is worth a lot of pleasure later, right?”
I chuckle. “You got this.”
Her hands ball into fists on her thighs. “I got this.”
My phone dings a few times, it’s the team group chat. I can’t figure out what the hell they’re talking about.Something about a woman named Kendra, a dating show, and Sully?
“Hey, who’s this Kendra chick the guys are talking about?”
“Oh my god! Kendra, as in Micky’s friend? Does this mean he’s doing it?”
I’m trying to make sense of these texts, but I’m not following. “I don’t quite get it, what’s going on?” The texts are coming in too fast for me to catch up.
“Kendra’s creating a new reality dating show—the youngest woman to ever produce a show like this. I met her at brunch, she seems cool. Apparently, her originalbachelordropped out last minute because—get this—he got engaged right after confirming the cast.”
“Oh, shit.”
She nods. “So, Micky threw out Sully’s name as a possibility. If she doesn’t have a guy, the whole thing will fall apart. Does this mean he’s doing it?”
I scroll through some of the texts. “Sounds like he’s agreed to meet about it. Huh, the quietest, most boring motherfucker on the team is getting his own goddamn television show.” I shake my head. “Good luck with that.”
She gives me a nudge.
“That’s the kind of guy she needs though. She wanted someone who was normal and in it for love. Someone who wasn’t a cocky prick looking to get his fifteen minutes.”
“You mean like me?”
“Exactly!” She smiles big and plants a kiss on my cheek.
