Jordan groaned inwardly. And so it starts. Actually it never ended. Tyler-thoughts had been playing on her mind since last night and all she wanted tonight was a quiet evening with her friends while they watched the fireworks. Her distraction was obviously not working.
“Holding out on us again, Jordan?” The way Neil asked it sounded more like an accusation than a question. “First your brothers and now your boss?”
She rolled her eyes. “In my defense, I have never seen any of my brothers as hot. They’re my brothers! And I didn’t think Tyler was hot either…” She allowed her words to trail off because she didn’t want to admit it out loud that her eyes had taken an entirely different view of her boss recently.
“Well, if you don’t want him,” Gemma said, “feel free to send him my way. I would saddle up that pony and take him out for aride.”
Neil nudged her playfully and chuckled as he took another bite of pizza. “You’re filthy.”
“I only speak the truth. He’s a total panty-dropper and I am more than happy to drop mine.”
Jordan silently watched as her friends continued their very graphic discussion about Tyler.
“Ass?” Neil asked.
“Tight enough to turn a chunk of coal into a diamond.”
“Hands?”
“Big! And you know what that means.”
“I do. Mouth?”
“The kind you want all over your body.”
“He sounds perfect,” Neil said, looking over at Jordan again with accusatory eyes. “You selfish—”
“I’m not sure he’s perfect,” Gemma cut in, saving Jordan from the verbal attack he was about to unleash. “I think he may be asexual.”
This conversation was becoming too much for even Roscoe to deal with. He stood up and trotted inside and Jordan wished she could do the same.
Neil’s head whipped back to face Gemma as she continued with her explanation. “So you know that cocktail dress you bought for her last year after she broke up with douche-face?”
He nodded. “The man-eater, I call it.”
“Yes, she was wearing theman-eaterand he asked her tochange. Just spun her around and pushed her back into her bedroom. Do you know how hot she looks in that dress?”
“I am well aware. It is the reason why I bought it for her after all.” He grinned as if he had won a small victory. “I’m sorry to have to break the news to you, ladies, but I have more of a chance with him than either of you.”
“He’s not gay, Neil,” Jordan said quickly.
“Of course, he is, doll. Any straight man who saw your tits in that dress would be pushing you into your bedroom for a different reason. Just give him my number, Jordan. Tell him I can make his dreams come true.”
“He’s not gay!” She snickered and pushed him hard enough for his shoulder to hit against Gemma’s. “I definitely felt a verystraightreaction while we were making out last night.”
She pulled her lips in to stop a smile and shut her eyes because if she had to see their faces, she wouldn’t be able to stop her giggles. She heard dramatic gasps followed by several seconds of complete silence.
“Shut up!” Neil said, sounding utterly disbelieving.
“You bitch!” Gemma hurled herself at Jordan right over Neil’s lap, toppled her onto the blanket, and started tickling. “You horndog! You fucking slut! Tell us everything!”
It didn’t take long for Neil to join in as well.
“Okay!” Jordan shouted between squeals of laughter. “I’ll talk! I’ll talk!”
They let her up and she took a few moments to catch her breath before she gave them a quick run-down of everything that had happened from their first dinner to the kiss last night. “It was amazing,” she whispered. “And now I can’t stop thinking about him and he probably wants to forget the whole thing.”
Neil put his arm around her, understanding her plight without her having to explain it further. She was feeling a little anti-climatic now. The excitement of re-living the kiss had passed and she was back to being dejected.
