Page 49 of The Sweetest Surrender

Jordan nodded with a laugh still on his lips. “Okay, you got me.” His laugh continued and Selena swatted at him.

“Im’ma get you back,” she said. “Eye for an eye.”

Jordan’s wide-brimmed smile was a gorgeous delight. “No takebacks,” he said, repeating what she’d said previously.

“A man who welcomes a thrill, what a lovely day,” Selena murmured as Jordan laughed.

“Whatever you want to do to me, I’m all for it.”

“Mmmm.”

Selena’s wheels were turning when she noticed a popular exhibit just below. Her eyes popped, and she glanced over at Jordan, taking notice of the extravagant grin on his face.

“Are we going where I think we’re going?!”

“Yeah,” he responded.

Selena’s mouth hung open as her eyes roamed over the gigantic ice-skating rink below. Maggie’s Daily Park was an exclusive attraction specifically for the city of Chicago. It’s ribbon-like landscape of ice wrapped around for one-quarter of a mile, with the capacity to hold up to 700 skaters. Below, people of all nationalities glided; some holding hands and others spinning past their counterparts.

“Squee!”

Jordan laughed again as Selena gloated. Her happiness was contagious, and it was what Jordan wanted to see on her face for the rest of their lives. Shit. There you go again, he thought. His mind boggled with more images of him and Selena as a family. Again, Jordan pictured their kids in the back seat of the Airbus, filled with just as much glee as their mother. A tugging in his chest consumed him, and without warrant, Jordan reached out to touch her.

Selena’s wide-eyed expression moved from the exhibit below to Jordan’s handsome face when his fingers fiddled down her skin. She tilted her head slightly as she watched a plethora of warm emotions sit in the inviting aura of his magnetic stare. I love you. There it was again; the words that punctured through Selena during their sexcapade.

Jordan licked his lips then glanced away from Selena long enough to dock the helicopter. As they made their descent, Selena’s exuberance became astounding.

“Squee!” she squealed again.

Jordan chuckled as the Airbus landed with a soft bump. Selena turned back to him. “Touchdown!” she said, throwing her hands in the air. “That was crazy awesome!”

Jordan laughed. “You like that, huh?”

Selena pursed her lips and batted her long lashes. “I loved it,” she said.

He wanted to pull her into his lap and ravish her right where they sat, but the crowd they’d just landed around would certainly be dismayed by his handling of her. Shaking out of his reverie, Jordan powered down the Airbus and left the aircraft, appearing at Selena’s side in an instant. He opened her door, and she held out her hand, and with an exciting jump, Selena was in his arms.

She giggled up a storm when Jordan twirled her around, and the pace of her heart became erratic. Selena slid down his long muscular body, and static energy shocked them as she pounced on her feet. For a cold day, the atmosphere around the two was flailing with a buzz of warmth.

“Come,” Jordan said, twirling Selena with a tug of his hand to couple her underneath his arm.

They strolled to the gate and were met by security.

“Mr. Rose!” The security guard held out his hand. “We should’ve known it was you making such a grand entrance.”

“Tell me, boys,” Selena began, catching Jordan’s inquisitive stare. “Does Mr. Rose normally show up with a princess on his arm?”

Jordan laughed and shook his head. The security guards held up their hands. “We have no idea.”

Selena twisted her lips, and Jordan pealed over with laughter. His eyes watered, and Selena pushed him away.

“Oh… don’t be like that,” he teased.

“Seriously,” the guards said, “we really don’t know.”

Selena rolled her eyes. “Sure, tell me anything.”

Jordan pulled Selena back to him, making sure she understood what he was about to say as he stared into her brown orbs.

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