Page 99 of Smooth Moves
Chapter 19
Jordan and Cash had the following day off and spent their Saturday as a couple. Now that she’d let the proverbial cat out of the bag about them dating, Cash told her he wanted them doing couple-y things. So they held hands, walked in the park, and went shopping.
“I really hate grocery shopping,” Jordan growled.
Cash squeezed her hand and grinned. “I love it.”
“That’s because you do nothing but eat. You couldn’t have saved me a slice of pepperoni last night?”
He tossed four bags of chips into the cart. She had a feeling that would last through Monday. Maybe.
“Hey, you were eating wings and drinking beer without me. Fair’s fair.” He hugged her to his side and planted a kiss on her head. As if she was a three-year-old he’d decided to humor.
Just to yank his chain, she told him, “Smith was there.”
His smile thinned. “Oh?”
“Yes, oh. The bastard goaded me into telling everyone we’re dating. Then I put him in a wristlock and took him down.”
He stopped walking. “You did? Please tell me someone got that on film.”
“I don’t think so.”
“Damn it.”
A woman with her toddler walked by and frowned at him.
“Five bucks says that kid’s next word isdamn,” Jordan murmured.
He groaned. “What are you, the language police?”
“Once a cop, always a cop.” She added some fruit to the cart, and he made a face. “Oh please. You like bananas. I saw a bunch in your kitchen.”
“I like banana-flavored pudding.”
“How can you be so fit when you eat so much crap?”
“Good genes, I guess,” he said, with no small amount of sarcasm.
That he’d echoed what Smith had said struck her. They looked so much alike, almost more than Cash and Reid did. It was uncanny. But no. They’d know if they were related, wouldn’t they? She wanted to ask, but knowing how much Cash disliked Smith, she kept her thoughts to herself.
“Have you figured out what you’re doing with your mom’s house yet?”
“I think so.” He kept walking.
She followed him with the cart. She guided him past the caramels by the apples and handed him a bag of apples instead.
“Jordan, you’re sucking all the joy out of shopping.”
“Welcome to my world.”
He laughed and hugged her close as they walked, pushing the cart together, and she felt a happiness like no other. She wasn’t unaware of the many side glances they received. So many women eyeballing Jordan’s boyfriend. How could they not? When smiling, he outshone every man she’d ever dated, seen, or fantasized about.
“It’s kind of annoying how good-looking you are,” she said.
He nodded. “I know. My beauty is a curse.”
“I mean it.” She saw him try to shrug away the compliment. Cash did that a lot. He was the first to tell everyone how great he was. But if anyone agreed with him, he turned the praise into a joke or ignored it.
