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)
With a small kind smile, Jordan readjusted the duffel’s strap on his shoulder. His eyes held hers as the air crackled around them. She knew the words she had been waiting to hear since the moment she sat down on the plane were about to be spoken—male porn star or not, this man was too gorgeous and sweet to pass up.
“Well, it has been a pleasure meeting you,” he said in a low rough voice, making it extremely hard for Aynslee not to swoon. Okay, who was she kidding, she did swoon, and by the way his grin grew, she figured he knew it too.
With her face turning bright red, she said, “Great to meet you as well. That was probably the best plane ride home ever, coffee and all.”
Aynslee expected him to laugh, but instead Jordan bit his lip as he looked over at the waiting car. A driver got out and waved as he opened the back door for him. Jordan held up one finger before turning to Aynslee. He looked down at her once again, and she could see the lust swirling in the depths of his enticing eyes. Aynslee smiled, moving closer to him—why, she didn’t know, but something was pulling her to him, and she’d be damned if she was going to fight it. She watched as his hand came up, and she swore it was going to rest on her face before he smothered her in kisses. Instead, Jordan readjusted his bag once again before moving away, muttering, “All right, well, see you around.”
Aynslee was stunned as he hurried to the car and quickly disappeared inside. Then, still not able to catch her breath—or move, for that matter—she watched the driver get in and pull away from the curb. Unexpected tears rushed to her eyes as the car drove away.
He was gone.
Chapter Three
“He just drove away?”
Aynslee nodded as she leaned against the counter in the teachers’ lounge of New Life Christian School. Her friend and colleague Sadie Wallace looked as confused and shocked as Aynslee had felt when she’d watched Jordan ride away. It still didn’t make sense! In her head, he’d asked for her number, they’d chatted for another second or so, and then she was flat on her back in that town car. It would have been a long and satisfying trip home. For both of them.
Aynslee would have seen to that.
Looking up at Sadie, Aynslee shook her head. Sadie had been married for four years to her sweet nerdy husband, Phil, and was pregnant with their first child.
Stupefied, Aynslee said, “Yes, with nothing but a see-you-later! I swore, Sadie, that we had chemistry; I could feel it in my bones, and I really thought he was into me!”
Sadie nodded her head in agreement. “Well, of course he was—you’re hot as hell, Ayns—but it doesn’t make sense. Do you think he’s, like, a weirdo or something and that’s why? Or maybe he’s gay!”
“That man was not gay. I know a gay man when I see one, and, let me tell you, this man had sex written all over him. Hot, lusty, yummy, female-on-male sex, and, God, did I want him.”
Sadie giggled a little as she rolled her eyes. “Okay, well, then, I have no clue,” she said, chewing on her lip.
“I really thought he could be the one. I felt the sparks when he looked at me, Sadie. I couldn’t believe when he walked away.”
Sadie smiled as she asked, “Are you sure it wasn’t just lust?”
Aynslee shook her head. “No, there was lust and want too—believe me, my dress wasn’t the only thing that was wet. But, seriously, it was more than that. At least I thought it was. And now I will probably never see him again,” she sighed.
Sadie reached out, taking Aynslee’s hand and squeezing it the way she did with her third- grade students.
“If it is meant to be, y’all will find each other,” Sadie said in a reassuring way, and then
she asked, “Have you tried to Google him?”
“That’s creepy. I’d be like a stalker or something.”
Sadie laughed. “No, you won’t. You know his full name, right?” Aynslee nodded. “Yeah, Jordan Ryan.”
“Interesting . . . I swear I know that name,” Sadie said, as she pulled out her phone and entered his name. Aynslee watched as she typed. When Sadie added Nashville, all of a sudden the word Assassins came up beside it. “I knew it!”
Aynslee looked up at her, confused. “What? Knew what? What is Assassins?”
Sadie touched Jordan’s name, and soon his picture, along with other information, was on her phone. Aynslee had no idea what any of it meant, but Jordan’s beautiful face was staring back at her. His hair was falling in his bright eyes, while his face was covered in the sexy dark scruff that made Aynslee’s knees weak.