Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 33920 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 170(@200wpm)___ 136(@250wpm)___ 113(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33920 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 170(@200wpm)___ 136(@250wpm)___ 113(@300wpm)
“Hey,” he whispered.
He had spent hours memorizing her body that afternoon. She was so beautiful; he had never been so completely blown away by someone. “Ready to go?” he asked, still holding her close. He’d much rather go back into her house for more of what they’d shared earlier, but he wanted this to be more than just sex, even if there was a chance that after this dinner she’d walk away.
“I am,” she said, and broke out of his embrace. His arms ached to be around her as he watched her grab her purse before locking the door. “You look really handsome,” she said, putting her keys in her bag as they stepped down the porch stairs.
He shot her a grin before saying, “And you look really gorgeous. Like a naughty sailor.” “Yes! Just the look I was going for!” she exclaimed, as he opened the passenger door for
her. He smiled as she came close, her red lips only inches from his. “Maybe later if we still like each other, we can rock the boat.”
Jordan tried not to laugh, but he couldn’t help it. She laughed along with him before he leaned over and gave her a quick kiss. “I have no doubt that we’ll still like each other after this, and as much as I want to rock not only your boat but your world after dinner, I might not be able to. I’ve got an early practice tomorrow.”
“Duly noted, but I think it might be worth being a little tired.”
Jordan helped her into the truck, hoping he hadn’t hurt her feelings. It was the last thing he wanted. He walked around to the driver’s side and got in, then Aynslee glanced over at him and said, “By the way, I like your flirty talk. It’s superhot.”
Jordan smiled as he started the car and pulled out onto the road. He reached over and took her hand, noticing how soft and small it was but how perfectly it fit into his. Resting them against his thigh, Jordan was convinced that no one could wipe the grin off his face.
A half hour later, Jordan sat beside Aynslee at a romantic corner table at Maggiano’s Little Italy. He loved this place: Not only was the food amazing, but the ambience made it really feel like an Italian café. Jordan usually went there with Shea and the guys before games so they could talk about strategy, but this was much better.
“This is amazing,” Aynslee gushed as she took another sip of wine.
“It is,” Jordan agreed, just as the waiter came over to their table. Jordan took the liberty of ordering all of his favorites for them to share. He then reached over and turned her chair so that she was sitting between his legs. He leaned over, kissing her cheek softly. “Did I tell you that I thought you were gorgeous tonight?”
“I think you did, when you said I look like a naughty sailor,” she laughed. “That’s right, I did,” he said, “but I had to tell you again.”
She looked over at her glass, running her finger along the rim before saying, “Thank you.” Then, surprising him, she said, “Tell me everything I need to know about you.”
“Tell me everything about you first, and then I’ll answer the same.”
“Okay,” she said. “Let’s see . . . I don’t have any pets because I am so busy, but I want a dog. I love dogs.”
“I do too, but I don’t have time either.”
She continued, “I could be classified as a nerd. I like The Lord of the Rings, The Hobbit, comic books, and stuff like that. I played World of Warcraft all through college, and at one point I wanted to name my kid Frodo.”
“No way,” he laughed.
“Yes way; it was bad. I’m over that, but the only reason is because I’ve moved on to Greek mythology, and now I want to name my son Perseus.”
“Really?” he asked. He was falling for her more every minute.
She nodded eagerly before pointing to herself and saying, “Total nerd.” “No, I said really because I love Greek mythology too.”
“Really?!”
“Really,” he said with a smile. Leanna hated Greek mythology and pretty much everything else that he was interested in. Aynslee was made for him.
“That’s so awesome. I also love to read. A lot. I read a book every two days or so.” “Me too,” he said with a nod. “The guys on the team tease me because I’m always
reading instead of playing Xbox with them.”
She laughed as she looked deep into his eyes. He was usually shy and awkward when he was under the gaze of someone, but not with Aynslee. He couldn’t remember enjoying himself more. They talked about everything. They both agreed that Wrath of the Titans was a great movie but it could have been better. Jordan loved country music because of his South Carolina roots, while Aynslee was more into rap. It made him laugh to think of her rapping about hos and bitches as she drove to school, but she guaranteed him she had mad flow, whatever that meant.