Page 50 of The Sweetest Surrender

“I’ve only been here during its grand opening in 2014 and even then it was a family affair. No other women.”

Satisfied, Selena nodded, accepting his answer.

“Sweetheart, do you really think I’m tacky enough to take you where I’ve taken others?”

Selena twisted her lips. “I hope not.”

“You don’t have to worry about that. I barely have time for lunch. Believe me, I wouldn’t do something so tasteless.”

Selena leaned into him and softened at his words.

“You’re just telling me that to make me feel better.”

“Is it working?”

Selena gasped and covered her mouth then pushed Jordan again as he wailed with laughter.

“I’m just kidding, sweetheart. Come back here,” he said, drawing her back into his embrace.

“So, you think this is funny?”

Jordan held a strong smirk. “I’m just playing around with you, my love. Are you always so easily offended?”

“Yes,” Selena stated as facts.

Jordan chuckled again. “I can’t promise to never do it again. I like it when you pout. It’s sexy.”

Selena blushed and bit the corner of her lip. Jordan reached down to kiss her, and as his lips were breaths away from hers, Selena curved him, rolling her head to the side.

“Ooh!” she said, “how’s that for jokes?” She crossed her arms defiantly.

Jordan nodded and rubbed his chin with a laugh. “Okay, you got me. But you know you could never get away from me that easily.” He pulled her back and captured her mouth so fast the oxygen from her lungs was removed. Selena practically fell where she stood, but Jordan held on to her, giving her breath back only to take it away again. When Jordan finally let Selena breathe on her own accord, she was dizzy, in a mind-numbing spell.

Her voice held a low throaty depth when she spoke again. “That was um… incredible.”

“What? The kiss… or, this!”

Jordan scooped Selena off her feet and tossed Selena over his arm.

“Oh my God!” she screamed as she pealed with laughter.

Jordan marched over to the stand before sitting Selena back on her toes. He held on to her until he was sure Selena had her footing.

“You good?” he asked.

“Yeah.” She blushed.

Jordan glanced to the attendant and noticed the elaborate smile on the woman’s face.

“Good afternoon,” he said. “I’d like two sets for me and my lady if you will.”

“Coming right up, Mr. Rose, and here are two complimentary hot cocoas to keep you warm while you wait.”

“Thank you.”

The teetering lady quickly handed over two fresh cups of hot chocolate to which Jordan offered one to Selena.

“I like the sound of my lady,” Selena admitted with another blush. She blew over her warm cup and eyed Jordan as he stared back at her fiercely.

What about my wife… The compelling thought raced through Jordan’s bloodstream and at the same time his heart rate increased. Shit. Selena would think he was crazy if she knew where he thoughts ventured over the last twenty-four hours. Or would she?

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