Some Kind Of Wonderful

Chapter Thirty:
Mind Games and Blackouts. (Part 2)
By Has.

Jordan’s P.O.V

So, after spending three days at Adam’s place I headed back home. Adam and I talked about what action I should take to solve the Isabelle issues I was having. I dismissed the idea of sleeping with her that was just a disaster waiting to happen. I also sure as hell wasn’t about to allow Adam to sleep with her. I chose the second option, getting myself a girlfriend and focusing all my energy on her and pray Isabelle will take the hint and stay away.

So I chose to ask out a girl I dated casually from time to time over the past few years. I really didn’t wanna play these stupid games but I knew I was on the edge and if I didn’t do something I was going to lose control and sleep with her. I had too much to lose, my family, my job, the paparazzi will have a field day if they found out I was sleeping with a girl five years younger than me.

“Wow, Jordan, your place is amazing.” Eden gushed looking around as we walked further into the house.

“Err...thanks. “ I mumbled leading her towards the kitchen. The house was quiet which meant it was empty. If Kelly was home there would be music coming from her bedroom and Isabelle would have been with her probably gossiping about her new boyfriend.

“Do you live here alone?” she asked slipping off her boots and settling herself on the sofa. I placed the box of pizza I was carrying and looked back at her. Eden was a very attractive girl and was sweet to boot, definitely girlfriend material. She has wavy red hair that ended at her shoulder blades and sparkling green eyes. She stood at about 5’11 with a slender frame. Eden and I met in Milan two years ago when we were modelling for Valentino. She’s a catwalk model and she definitely looked the part.

I shook my head. “No I don’t. I live with my family, parents, sister and, um...Isa-.” Eden cut me off mid-sentence with a gasp. I frowned when she stood up.

“Oh my God, Jordan is these for me?” she said walking over to the dining table. I followed her gaze completely confused until I saw a bouquet of red and white roses.

“Uhm, no.” I said and picked up the card and read it. “Isabelle, I had a great time last night, I hope we do it again sometime. Call me. Jason x o x.” Who the hell is Jason?

“Who’s Isabelle?” Eden asked with a frown. I looked up at her and was about to answer when the woman herself spoke.

“That’d be me.” I looked back at her and our eyes locked instantly. I hadn’t seen her in three days but God help me everything I fought for the past three days came rushing back to me. She walked towards me and stopped arching a brow.

“Is this your sister, Jordan?” Eden asked probably confused as to why we were glaring at each other.

I tore my eyes away from Isabelle and looked at Eden, “No, babe. Isabelle is my sister’s best friend. She lives with us.” I said holding out her card. “These came for you, they’re from a Jason.” I said keeping my voice straight.

Isabelle took the card and lowered her eyes reading the message. She smiled and I felt like a knife had been plunged into my gut and it was twisting painfully.

Her blue eyes snapped up at looked at Eden. “Hi, I’m Isabelle.” She said holding her hand out to Eden who took it.

“Eden, Jordan’s girlfriend.” She said smiling warmly. Isabelle nodded her eyes flickered to me as though she was looking for verification.

“Oh, well that’s a surprise. Jordan didn’t mention anything about having a girlfriend.” She said looking back at Eden who nodded.

“Well, technically he only officially asked me out last night. So you could say this was our first real date.”

Isabelle pursed her lips and nodded. “Well that’s great. You’re very lucky Eden, not many have the privilege to call themselves Jordan’s girlfriend. Be sure to hold on to him, he’s a keeper.” She said with a warm smile.

Fuck, I think my heart just split in two. There was something behind those words, the gentleness of her voice it made me ache deep within.

“Thanks,” Eden said her hand slipping up my arm and squeezing gently. “I will do.” She added after a beat. God I hope she doesn’t think we’re going to be long term.

“Well, I better go call Jason, thank him for the flowers.” She said not meeting my eyes. She turned on her heel and walk out of the room.

“She’s sweet.” Eden said, “Doesn’t she have the most beautiful eyes. I would kill for those eyes and her lips.” she rambled on and I nodded.

“Yeah, come on let’s eat.” I said quickly. She was supposed to take my mind off of Isabelle not point out the reasons I was going crazy over her.

A few hours washed by and after Eden and I ate we went into my bedroom, I didn’t intend on us having sex but that was where things were headed. She began unbuttoning my jeans her lips hot on my chest licking and nipping at the flesh. I closed my eyes and sighed I tried desperately to relax but I couldn’t get Isabelle out of my mind.

Eden was about to pull down my jeans when my hand shot up and I caught her wrist. She looked up at me a little startled. I looked at her for a long moment before I shook my head. “I’m sorry, Eden. I can’t.” Eden sat up and looked at me with confusion.
“What’s wrong, Jordan?” she asked her brows furrowed. I sighed and sat up; throwing my legs over the edge of the bed I buried my head in my hands. I felt like growling in frustration and cursing at the top of my lungs.

“I have a lot of things on my mind. I’m sorry.” I said and felt her shift on the bed.

“Its okay, Jordan, I understand.” She said fixing her skirt and pulling her shirt back on. “I better go; I promised my sister I’d meet her for a movie.”

I stood up and moved towards her, “I’ll walk you out.” I said taking her hand leading her through the house toward the front door.

I looked up at sky and noticed the clouds rolled in, “Looks like we’re going to have a storm tonight. You better hurry.” I told her as we walked over to her car. “Are you going to be okay getting home?” Eden nodded.

“I’ll be fine, I’ll call you later.” She said and I nodded opening the car door for her to get in. She turned before he got in and pressed her lips to mine. I kissed her back for a few minutes and pulled away ending the kiss.

“You better go; I don’t want you to get caught in the storm.” I said ushering her into the car and closing the door. She started her car and waved before she backed out of the driveway and drove away.

I glanced up at the sky one last time and walked back into the house closing the front door with click. By the time I stepped into the kitchen I saw the first strike of lightening and a loud rumble of thunder straight after. I wonder where Isabelle was, Eden’s been gone a few minutes and I was already bored.

My phone began vibrating in my pocket. I pulled it out and noticed it was a message from Isabelle. I clicked to open it and read ‘Kelly called; she said she won’t be coming home till the storms over. ‘I frowned and quickly sent her one back.
‘Thanks for letting me know. Where are you?’ I sent and received a message almost instantly.

‘Around’

‘Be more specific!’ I sent back.

‘Why so desperate to find me. u miss me?’

I grinned shaking my head, ‘If I said yes will you tell me where you are?’

‘That depends, do you?’ I smirked and looked in the living room beginning my search of her.

‘Maybe’ I looked in her bedroom and found it empty.

‘Wrong answer...u lose!’ she sent back. By now I had looked everywhere in the house and found nothing.

‘What exactly have I lost?’

‘Decent company, now u can die of boredom.’ I laughed.

‘Aww, don’t be mean, if I die who will keep u entertained?’ I could just picture her in smiling in my mind.

‘Oh, I can entertain myself don’t u worry bout that.’

‘I’ve looked everywhere in the house, Is. Where the heck are u hidin?’

‘Who says I’m hidin?’ I growled in frustration.

“U are NOT in this house.’ I sent back.

‘I’ll give u a clue, where I am its hot, steamy, wet and it bubbles...” I grinned making my way over to the pool lounge.

‘You’re in the hot tub!’

‘Yup, don’t forget your trunks!” I snickered and turned hurrying over to my room my fingers still clicking over the keys on my
phone.

‘Yes, your highness. Anything else?’

“Actually, grab a bottle of wine, I’m running low and I’m not nearly as buzzed as I wanna be.” I grinned and snapped my phone shut. I quickly stripped off and pulled on a pair of black swim trunks and made my way to the kitchen.
After pulling out a bottle of chilled white wine remembering Isabelle hated red. I headed toward the pool lounge my heart in my throat all the while.

As I got closer I heard distant music coming from that direction. As the entire lounge was all around glass I got a glimpse of
Isabelle in the hot tub her head tilted back and eyes completely lost in the magazine she was reading.

“Your lips upon my lips, your fingertips on my fingertips your skin upon my skin would be sweetest sin, you are the sweetest sin.” The music got louder as I stepped into the pool lounge the smell of chlorine attacking my senses as I did so.

I groaned inwardly, she just had to be listening to this song didn’t she? My eyes drifted over to the pool, to the spot we kissed a week ago as I walked over to Isabelle. She still hadn’t noticed I was in the room with her, her lips were moving as she sang along with the song her face flushed from the heat while her eyes scanned the pages.

I smiled and walked over to stand behind her I leaned forward until my lips were hovering above her ear. “Boo.” I said and grinned when she jumped and let out a squeak that sounded something like ‘Eek’

She snapped the magazine shut and looked up at me and glared. “Do you have some kind of obsession of scaring the shit out of me?” she asked her blue eyes wide.

I chuckled. “No, but is it my fault you make the cutest noises when you’re startled?” I said with a smirk placing the wine bottle beside the empty one. Isabelle was scowling at me as I stepped into the hot tub opposite her.

“Eden gone?” she asked lifting the magazine so I couldn’t see her face.

I cleared my throat. “Yeah, she left just before you texted me.” I told her sinking further into the bubbling steamy water.

“Hmm, I figured.” She mumbled looking at her magazine again.

“What you reading?” I said leaning forward I picked the magazine out of her fingers.

“Hey!” she said glaring at me with her brows knitted together.

“Top ten hunkiest men?” I read and lifted my eyes to look at her. I glanced down at the pictures of the big muscular men
flexing. “This the new issue?” I asked and watched as she nodded.

“Yes, I bought it this afternoon.” She plucked the magazine from my fingers and smirked in return. “Man I gotta get me one of
those.” She said with a sigh as she flipped the page.

Lightning stuck illuminating the black sky for a second before disappearing, a loud clack of thunder followed shortly. “What happened to Jason?” I asked curiously. The rain began pouring harder the pattering on the glass growing louder by the second
Isabelle shrugged. “He’s nice and all, but he’s too boyish for my liking.” she admitted.

I smirked, “Boyish?”

“Yeah, I’m sick of dating pretty boys. I need a man, one with bulging muscles and rugged looks.”

I licked my lips and watched her quietly. She made a noise and looked up at me once she turned the page. “Well, well, well, look who made the number one.” She said grinning. She turned the magazine and showed me a picture of myself. “Are you proud?”

I shrugged. “Nah, after the millionth time it kind of starts to get old.” I told her dully.

Isabelle smiled, “Jordan Callaway, are you being modest?” she teased with a snicker.

I laughed, “Isabelle, if I didn’t know you I would be offended.” I said somewhat defensively. “I am not that self-centred”

“Right, if you say so.” She drawled looking at the magazine again.

“I do say so.” I said somewhat smugly. Isabelle grinned and lifted her foot and flicked some water in my face. I scowled shaking the water out of my face.

“The wet look suits you better.” She said and smirked. I grinned roguishly at her before I snatched the magazine from her again and laughed when I saw she had it on my picture.

“Honey, you don’t have to look at the photo, I’m right here you can eye me up to your heart’s content.” I said and winked.
Isabelle arched a brow her gorgeous lips curled upwards.

“Oh sweetie I don’t need your permission. If I want to check you out I would do so openly without shame. However as appealing as it was, you have a girlfriend now. And I don’t make a habit of dipping my toe in another woman’s pool.” She said her blue eyes narrowed.

“No one said anything about dipping, babe. There’s no harm in sitting back and admiring the view.”

“Where’s the fun in that?” she asked sitting up straighter. I tried so damned hard to not let my eyes lower and steal a glance of her chest but my god I had too. Her perfect C-cups were clad in a pink bikini top showing a good amount of cleavage, enough
to blow a guys mind.

I mentally cursed when I felt myself grow aroused. How was this possible, I had so much control with other women but with Isabelle I have none whatsoever?

Shoot she asked me a question, didn’t she?

I cleared my throat keeping my eyes fixed on hers. “Well, it might not be particularly fun, but if you use your imagination
right it just might be.” I said flashing her one of my sexy smiles dimples and all.

“Mm, but it’s still nowhere as good as the real thing, is it?” I gulped, she was too fucking right it wasn’t. God my dick hurts.

“Guess not, but it beats nothing.” I mumbled catching her sultry look and almost groaned aloud.
Isabelle sighed and shrugged a little before refilling her glass with wine. “Want some?” she asked holding out her glass to me.

“I’m not really a wine kind of guy. I prefer something a little manlier, like J.D or hell even Vodka would do nicely.” I told her and watched as she bit her bottom lip.

“Wine doesn’t really do much for me either, but it’s great for loosening up without getting too trashed.” She said sipping from her glass. “You really need to loosen up a little Jordan.” She said suggestively while holding out her glass to me.
She was baiting me and I knew better, I should have refused but I took the damn glass and downed the contents in one go.
I held out the empty glass to her and she took it and placed it on the side before picking up the bottle and holding it out me. “You need to catch up, Adonis.” She said looking into my eyes deeply. I love it when she calls me that.

I took the bottle and looked at it before looking at her again, “This isn’t going to get me drunk, babe.” I said amused.
Isabelle smiled and bit her lip. “I never said anything about drunk. I said you need to loosen up, let go and have a little fun. You can be a little uptight sometimes.”

I frowned, “I’m not uptight.”

“You can be.” She purred...purred. What the hell is this girl trying to do to me? “You sometimes forget that you’re only twenty two, Jordan not forty.”

“Are you saying I’m boring?” I asked aghast. Isabelle shook her head.

“No, not boring per se just a little too principled at times. You have to remember that you can’t control everything, sometime
you just gotta let it be.” She said with a cocky smile.

I found I was glaring at her. “Meaning...?”

Isabelle shrugged, “You’re a big boy Jordan you figure it out.” She said and stood up to step out. I quickly grasped her wrist
and stopped her. Two pairs of eyes were glaring at each other heatedly.

I opened my mouth to retort when a blinding streak of lightning stuck and all the lights went out leaving us in pitch black darkness. A second later a deafening roar of thunder caused the windows to rattle in their frames.

“Shit.” I cursed dropping Isabelle’s hand and standing up. “Fucking fantastic.” I grumbled placing down the bottle of wine down cautiously.

“Jordan?” Isabelle said her voice an octave over a whisper.

“Yeah?”

“What the hell are we going to do now?” she asked exasperated.

I stupidly shrugged, like she could see me in this darkness. I couldn’t even see my own hand and it was almost in my face for fucks sake. “I don’t know, Is. All I know is we aren’t getting out of here.” I told her and mentally cursed my father.

“Wait...what?” came Isabelle’s shocked reply. “What do you mean?”

I sighed, “I mean dear Isabelle that we are locked in here until the electricity comes back.”

“Jordan, are you having me on?” she asked with a huff.

I chuckled, “No, babe I am not having you on.” I said rather dejectedly. If I were to be having her on something it would be me. Now there’s a thought. “It’s all part of my Dad’s fancy security system. Once the electricity cuts out all the doors and windows bolt shut until it’s either manually turned off by one of us or the electricity comes back.

Isabelle was silent for a second. “That makes no sense. Why in heavens name would all the windows and doors lock if there’s no electricity?” she asked and I could just imagine her crossing her arms over her chest.

“Well, it has its reasons. For instance, if someone were to break in they would cut off the electricity so the alarms don’t go off and the security cameras disable. Once its shut off from the outside the doors and windows automatically lock so no one can enter the house. Pretty nifty huh?”

Isabelle scoffed. “Oh yeah, that’s great...wait you don’t think someone’s trying to break in do you because I...”

I laughed, “No, Isabelle it’s just a power outage.” I heard her sigh in relief.

“Do you think the entire city is out?” she asked her voice echoing lightly.

“I dunno, probably. We haven’t had a blackout like this in years.” I told her while stretching my taut muscles.

“Well, seen as we’re stuck in here what you wanna do?” she asked her voice monotone. “Jeez, is it me or is it getting really cold in here?” she asked after a beat.

I cleared my throat, “The heaters are probably out. It doesn’t help that you’re wet either.” Why did that sound so damn dirty?

Isabelle sniggered, “Well you got me there.”

I chuckled, “You have a dirty mind Isabelle.” My voice dripping with humour

“Ha! The pot’s calling the kettle black. It’s funny how that’s the first thing you think I’m talking about. Your head is always buried deep in the gutter honey, so don’t even go there.” she said shuffling around.

I laughed, “What can I say; a little dirty thinking keeps the mind healthy.”

This time Isabelle laughed. Oh how I love that laugh. “God, only you could come with something so impious.”

“I merely speak the truth.” I said with a shrug slowly forward. I hadn’t even realised I was so dammed close to Isabelle until she spoke.

“That you do.” Isabelle agreed. She clearly had no idea I was standing right in front of her cause when another lightening lit up the pitch black night we got a glimpse of each other she let out mighty scream and took a step back and fell into the pool backwards. I quickly made a move to grab her but she caught my arm and pulled me down with her.

The water was cooler than I anticipated; it caught my breath and broke out goose bumps all over my body. I surfaced quickly gulping air greedily as I did so. Isabelle surfaced beside me panting heavily filling her lungs with well needed oxygen.
“Fuck, its cold.” she said her voice shaky. “Ha-choo.” She sneezed.

“Bless you.”

“Ha-choo.” She sneezed again

“Bless you.”

“Ha-choo.” And again

“Bles-“

“Shut up.” She hissed finally sniffling. “One of these days I’m going kick you where it hurts.” She warned edgily.

I frowned. “What’d I do?”

I could feel her glaring at me. “What did you do?” She sneered. “You dickhead, if you didn’t stand in front of me like a cast
member of the Night of the Living Dead, scaring the bejesus out of me we wouldn’t be in this icicle of a pool. I swear if I end up catching phenomena and dying I am so coming back and haunting your ass.” She mumbled.

“Isabelle, you’re overreacting, I’m way too sexy to be a zombie.” I teased fighting the urge to laugh out loud. I heard
Isabelle growl beside in annoyance.

In response she splashed me. “You’re incorrigible.”

“Stop being a drama queen, you won’t die of phenomena because it’s not nearly cold enough muffin cakes.” I said splashing her back. “Beside’s if you die I would die right after you.”

“Aww, Jordan that’s so sweet. But you don’t have to take your life for me. I know it would totally suck to live without me but
you really don’t have to kill yourself. I mean it would be great to have a friendly face in heaven but it’s totally unnecessary. ” she said coolly and this time I couldn’t help it I burst out laughing.

“Wow, you really don’t think much of yourself, do you?” I teased leaning back on the tiled wall beside her.

“Don’t get cheeky. You’re the one that said you couldn’t live without Me.” she said poking my arm.

I laughed, “No I didn’t.”

“Yes you did, you said and I quote ‘if you die I would die right after you’ those were your word chump not mine,”
God you gotta love her, “Babe, that’s not what I meant. I meant that if you die of phenomena then I would die after you because we’re both in the same boat. Or pool...whatever.”

Isabelle sighed, “Well, a girl can dream.” She said breathily. “I mean how many girls can honestly say that the infamous
Jordan Callaway declared that he would commit suicide rather than live without them?“

I shook my head amused, “Isabelle, I think the cold has seeped into your brain.”

Isabelle sighed, “Way to dash a girls dreams, Jordan. I mean, really you could at least humour me.”

I chuckled deeply, “Humour you, Isabelle death isn’t something to joke about.” I told her. I swear the darkness was getting on my nerves. I wanted to see her so badly.

“Oh come on, seriously how would you feel if I died, would you care?” I glared into the darkness.

I felt a flush of hot anger coarse through my veins. “What kind of a stupid question is that?” I snapped hotly.

“Well, would you?”

“Of course I would. What do you think?” I answered bitingly.

“Why are you getting all testy I was only making conversation?” she retorted icily. I looked towards her with a deadly glare.
It’s a good thing she couldn’t see me.

“Isabelle there are a million things we could talk about. Why the hell would you want to talk about death?”

“I was curious. I wanted to know if you would give a toss if I died, that’s all?”

The thought of Isabelle dead made my blood run cold; I couldn’t imagine what I would feel.

“How could you ask me something like that Isabelle? What did you expect me to say, that I would throw a party and fucking
celebrate or something?” I asked angrily.

“Why are you so damn angry?”

“Because that’s what you do to me. You make me wanna put my fist through a fucking wall every time. God you frustrate me beyond belief Isabelle and the fucked up thing about it is you enjoy doing it.”

“I frustrate you?!” She all but shrieked. “You have got to be kidding me; I’m not the one sending out mixed signals here, Jordan!”

Great, here we go again...

“Mixed signals?” I asked annoyed.

“Yes!” she yelled, her voice echoing in the room. “My God, you have got to be the hardest person to figure out. If one second
you’re flirting with me and the next you ignore me for days on end. One minute we’re fighting the next we’re back to toying with each other again. What’s your deal?”

Shit, I loved it when she was angry. She has this look about her when she’s mad...so fucking sexy.

“For fucks sake Isabelle, you’ve been screwing with my head since the day we first met. If you flirt with me of course I’m gonna flirt back. Unlike you I don’t go out of my way to play stupid games with you.”

“Oh really?” she snapped. “Then what the hell is Eden?” She spat her annoyance evident in her voice.

“She’s my girlfriend.”

(Tatu, all about us)

“Bullshit!” she snarled. “Do you honestly think I’m that stupid, you don’t do girlfriends, you told me that remember? In the two years that I’ve known you Jordan, I have never seen you in a relationship. Not once. You sleep around with girls but they’re nothing but flings. I know you’re just using Eden, to make a point but you should have just been straight with me, I get it loud and fucking clear.” She said stonily.

By now the pitch black darkness disappeared, when the moon began peeking up through the clouds as the rolled away, giving me a little light to at least make out her silhouette.

“Isabelle, don’t act like you’re so innocent. You’re driving me crazy; being around you has become so fucking unbearable I don’t even wanna come home sometimes.”

She was silent for a moment before I saw her nod. “Okay, fine. I’ll move out then.” She said and jumped out of the pool while I stared up at her in shock.

I can’t believe I just fucking said that. Once my senses snapped back to reality I jumped out of the pool and followed her.

“You’ll what?” I asked quickly as I strode over to her.

“Move out.” She said fishing around to find her towel.

“No you fucking won’t” I snapped towering over her.

“Yeah, we’ll see about that,” she pressed on stubbornly. “I never should have listened to you; I knew this would happen I fucking knew it.” She groused ardently while drying herself off.

“You can ramble all you want you’re not moving out, understood?”

“Don’t tell me what to do. I can move out if I damn well please too, you have no goddamn say in the matter.” She almost
screamed at me. I was losing my cool and if things continued at this pace I was going to lose control.

“The hell I don’t. I promised I would look after you and I will, like you have anywhere else to go anyway.”

“I’m not a fucking charity case. I was doing fine before I met you!”

“Yeah, well I was doing fine before I met you too. Damn it Isabelle, why do you always have to be so fucking infuriating?”

“Why do you have to be such a fucking dickhead, how many times do I have to tell you I don’t need you to look after me, I’m
perfectly capable of standing on my own two damn feet.” She retorted hotly.

“I never said you weren’t capable Isabelle. Have you ever considered the fact that maybe I like looking after you?” I asked crossing my arms over my chest.

Isabelle snorted. “Yeah, sure you do, I mean you only told me a second ago you couldn’t stand being around me, but yeah I can see how you just love to look after me.” she said sarcastically.

“I never meant it like it that!” I bellowed. “Stop twisting my words.”

“You know what, screw you and your goddamn need to protect me, I don’t need to put up with this shit nor do I need you. I am so out of here!”

“You can’t just leave!”

“WHY!”

“BECAUSE, ISABELLE, JUST LIKE YOU NEED ME I NEED YOU!” There I finally said it.

“WHAT?!” She shrieked her hands fisted by her side.

“YOU HEARD ME.”

“What the hell are you talking about?” she asked.

“Damn it; I don’t know how to function without you around.” I gritted out talking hold of her shoulders.

“Jordan stop it, we’ve been here before.” She said and pushed me away from her.

“Yeah we have, and somehow we keep ending up right back here. Isabelle I’m tired of fighting with you.” I admitted stepping
closer to her.

“So am I, which is why it’s best if I just move out.”

I shook my head, “No, you’re not moving out.” I said sternly.

“I am not asking for your permission.”

“You’re not leaving!”

Isabelle growled in frustration her hands flew up to her hair. “Jordan what do want from me?!” She screeched and shoved me hard away from her. I took a step closer to her again but this time instead of her shoulders I cupped her face. “No, get away from me, I’m sick of this.” She seethed wrenching my hands away from her face. “I’m not a fucking toy, I can’t go on like this anymore Jordan you’re driving me insane. I just...I just wanna...rip my hair out...you piss me off beyond reason, and I don’t know what to do anymore!” she said hysterically.

I could tell from the tone of her voice that she was furious. I couldn’t help it, I knew I shouldn’t have but I stepped forward curling my fingers around her neck I angrily crushed my lips to hers. They were barely fused for a second before she shoved me
away and slapped me right across the left cheek.

I have been slapped before but not with such a force, it stung like a bitch but I didn’t focus on it. The desire I had for Isabelle in that moment over took everything I felt. Out of nowhere the lights game on and all the doors and windows clicked unlocking. We both blinked giving our eyes time to adjust to the new light. Our eyes met and I now saw the anger in Isabelle’s eyes...sexy isn’t the right choice of word.

Two pairs of angry eyes just glared at each other, passion screaming in the depths of both. I watched as Isabelle grabbed her towel wrapping around herself she turned and began walking away.

“Isabelle this isn’t over.” I called out after her and she ignored me and just kept walking. No one ignores me, especially the object of my obsession. I felt even angrier than before as I watched Isabelle leave the pool lounge. This was not over not by a long shot.

With that thought I took off after her when I entered the empty house I just about heard her door slam shut from upstairs. I skipped up the steps two at a time and rounded the corner till I was in front of her door.

Thankfully she was too angry to think about locking her door, so I shoved it open it slammed against her wall hard. I found Isabelle pacing her room, her eyes narrowed as she looked up at me. “Get out.” She barked but I ignored her and stepped into the room and kicked the door shut hard causing it to slam shut pretty loudly.

I strode over to her in two steps and pulled her into me before pressing her hard against the closets door. “I don’t think so; I have a few things I’d like to make clear.” Isabelle gasped when her back hit the door. I didn’t do it hard enough to hurt her just surprise her a little. If she was scared she didn’t show it one little bit. She met my gaze inch for inch holding her head up almost challengingly.

“First of all, you don’t walk away from me when I’m talking you.” I told her my voice deep and rough. She opened her mouth to speak but thought twice when I gave her a stern look. “Second of all you don’t slap me and just expect to get away with it.” I told her firmly. “Third and most importantly when I fucking kiss you, you do not push me away let alone hit me. Got that?” I asked and watched as Isabelle kinked that damned brow of hers again.

“No I haven’t got it. What the hell gives you the right to just barge into my room like some crazed lunatic and starting demanding shit?” she spat hotly.

“It’s my house I’ll barge in when I damn well please.” I retorted.
Isabelle scoffed. “Well you can shove you fucking house, because I refuse to spend another second in this house with a dickhead
like you.” she said her hands coming up to my chest to shove me away from her again.

I never gave her the satisfaction this time; I dug my heels into the floor and didn’t move an inch as she continued to push at my chest. “Jordan I’m warning you...” she warned her eyes burning with need.

“What are you going to do Isabelle?” I goaded her darkly. Her chest was rising and falling quickly with every angry breath she took while her eyes were boring into mine. “If you wanna have kids I suggest you step away, because I am seriously a second away from making you infertile.” She hissed.

I smirked, “That’d be a shame, I’d make some beautiful kids.” She narrowed those gorgeous eyes until they were slits. “Besides, to hit my boys you’re going to have to move first and that sweetheart is something you just can’t do.” I said pressing my groin into hers causing her to gasp and close her eyes.

My smirk grew into a grin; she began trembling as my erection pressed against her I leaned down until my lips were a breath away from hers. “You feel that...that is what you do to me.” I whispered my breath hot against her honey like lips. I moved my hips a little and she gasped again her nails digging into my shoulders. “You frustrate me Isabelle.” I told her a burning sensation began in the pit of my stomach and I know what that meant. I let my hands travel down to her waist and lifted her until her legs were wrapped around my waist. “You’ve been toying with me for the past two years.” I said pulling her down grinding her against me. It’s a good thing she was wearing a skimpy bikini otherwise I wouldn’t be able to do this.

Isabelle groaned her head pressed against the door her legs tightening around my waist. “Do you know how many times I had to stop myself from doing this over those two years?” I said my hips thrusting upwards the friction between us rising slowly. “You’re like a plague Isabelle, slowly you worked your way into my system and now, I can’t seem to shake you. I want you, I think about you all the time. You’re the first thing I think about when I wake up, the last thing when I got to sleep and the only one I dream about.” I said my lips brushing against her lips. I swear it was like fireworks went off in my head.

“But tonight it ends...” I mumbled and pressed my lips to hers fully. Isabelle moaned when our tongues clashed. A burst of a million sensations erupted inside of me as I continued to rub my now painful erection against her burning core.

“Jordan...” she gasped her lips leaving mine and trailing down my jaw to my neck. I groaned when I felt her tongue lick me then a second later her teeth sunk into my flesh lightly biting and sucking.

Isabelle began panting one of her hands came up to my hair and the other fanned out on my back. My head was spinning from the intensity of the moment, it took every ounce of control I had not to rip her bikini from her perfect body and bury myself deep inside her just so I could feel her cum, share with her the release she was aching for.

“You coming for me baby?” I managed to ask through my gritted teeth.

“Yes!” she shrieked burying her face deeper into my neck and clinging to me. “Jordan...uh!” Isabelle screamed almost
deafeningly. She shook with ecstasy in my arms, her breathing laboured almost desperate.

A shiver shot up my spine when I felt her hot breath against my neck. Isabelle lifted her head and looked at me her blue eyes now sparkling like jewels. I loosened my hold on her and she did the same with her legs, her small but firm body slid down mine. I groaned throatily when her stomach brushed my erection which was now throbbing agonizingly against my swim trunks.
Isabelle’s eyes looked down and she noticed the tent in my shorts. I cleared my throat and her eyes snapped up and met mine. “See what trouble you are?” I asked and watched as she bit her bottom lip and blushed.

“Well...”she said taking a step closer to me. I caught the sultry look and knew exactly what she was up to. Her hand came up and she lazily ran her finger down my chest, my body immediately responded to her touch, every hair on my body stood on end. “Maybe I can return the favour?”
I blinked; tell me she’s not talking about sleeping with me?

“Really, and how exactly are you planning on doing that?” I asked intrigued. Isabelle grinned impishly she tip toed and pressed a kiss on my jaw then moved over to my chin before she brushed her lips over mine nibbling in my bottom lip. “I have my ways.”
She said licking my lip tantalizingly.

I closed my eyes for a second and pulled back breaking the tiny contact we had. “Don’t start something you can’t see through, Isabelle.” I said looking down at her.

Isabelle frowned for a second before she crossed her arms over her chest and glared at me with that damn eyebrow raised again. “Who says I won’t see it though?” she asked deftly. I just looked at her with my brows furrowed and she seemed to catch my meaning because her smile grew.

She licked her ruby lips. “You think I’m a virgin?” she said amused. I frowned and she chuckled. “Honey, I haven’t been a virgin since I was fourteen.” This time I arched a brow and she shrugged. “Disappointed?” she asked.

I found myself staring at her; if she wasn’t a fucking virgin then I could sleep with her and not worry? But we live together she’s going to wanna get serious and shit. Crap!

“I gotta go.” I mumbled and turned to leave. Isabelle caught my arm before I could leave a confused look in her blue eyes.

“What’s wrong?” she asked and I shook my head fighting the urge to pin her against the wall again, however this time I was going to tear her clothes and give her the fuck of her life.

“If I don’t leave now, I’m going to do something I’m going to regret in the morning.” I said hurriedly. Isabelle blinked. “I’m gonna fuck you Isabelle, and the way I’ve been feeling lately it won’t be the kind you’re tiny little body is used to.” I had mental flash and I groaned inwardly.

“Jordan, I’m not as fragile as I look. I can handle more than you know; lord knows I’ve had worse.” She said shaking her head.

I sighed and took a big step towards her, Isabelle let go of my arm and took her face into my hands. “Baby, listen to me, I want nothing more than to lose myself with you. But I am not the kind of guy you want to get tangled up with. I sleep around and I probably can’t even stay faithful for more than a week. I won’t do that to you, any other girl yes, but you...I can’t.” I told her my eyes stealing longing glances of her lips. “I better go.” I said kissing her forehead before I turned and left the room.

I should get a fucking medal for turning her down. Now I know she isn’t a virgin things were going to get even worse around here. I looked down at my throbbing erection and groaned, it was going to be a long night...

Back to the present...

“Wow, I can’t imagine how hard that must have been for you.” Marc said with a sympathetic shake of his head. Leila snuggled into him further, Melis was awake and looking around with her big violet eyes

Jordan chuckled and kissed Isabelle’s head who buried her face into his chest from embarrassment. “Oh, it was hard alright.” He said and yelped when Isabelle pinched him. “No pun intended, of course.” He added with a smirk.

“Jesus, how clueless must have I had been to not pick up on the tension between the two of you?” Kelly asked with a scowl.

“You were pretty dense, Sis.” Jordan clarified for her. Kelly shit him a glare causing everyone in the room to laugh.

“So Dad, how did you fight the urge to stay away from Mom for two years?” Jaiden asked curiously.
Jordan shrugged, “I dunno, I tried everything, from getting a girlfriend to drinking myself stupid. But it never worked because

I always found myself alone with her. Trust me Jaiden when you want someone as much as I wanted your mother there is no possible way of stopping it unless of course you move to the other end of the world.” Jordan explained.

Jaiden nodded thoughtfully, he looked across the room and saw Dayne sitting with Eyvah in his arms. Eyvah was watching Jaiden closely, exchanging looks throughout the entire evening. Jaiden knew it was wrong, but he couldn’t stop himself from wanting her and like his father just told him it’s not going to go away.

They all spend another few minutes asking questions and teasing Jordan endlessly about being whipped. So by the time people left it was gone way past 3am. Kelly, Josh and Kyle were spending the night so were Leila and Marc. Eyvah was spending the night with Dayne again. Dru and Keegan took off with Chase and Violet.

Jordan loosened his tie as he fell back on the bed with a tired sigh. He was dying for a nice hot shower and sleep. “Oh,
Jordaaaan?” Isabelle’s sang playfully from behind him.

Jordan lifted himself up on his elbows and looked at her. He gaped at her when she stood before him wearing the exact same bikini she did all those years ago. My god did she look sexy.

“Uh-oh, not again.” He gulped as Isabelle leaned against the wall sending him sultry looks and smiles.

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My gawd I didn’t think I would make it through that chapter. (Just in case you were wondering Jordan told the end of the story a little differently. He didnt go into too much detail about what he did to her aginst that wall)

I hope you all liked it. I swear given the chance I could write about Jordan and Isabelle forever.

So here’s another poll for you all. Would you like me to write about Violet and Chase’s relationship or shall I keep it on the sidelines like I have been and concentrate on the other characters?

I’ll be eagerly waiting your response.

Till next time...

Oh and Melis is pronounced kind of like the name Melissa just without the ‘Sa’