Jordan walked in like he owned the place.
Thalia's heart jumped into her throat and she took an involuntary step back panicked. "What the hell are you doing in here?"
Jordan's eyes swept over her slowly, taking in her disheveled appearance. Her nightgown that clung to her curves. Her flushed face. Her tangled hair. His gaze lingered on her body for a long moment before moving to the rumpled bed behind her.
Then he took a deep breath through his nose and his eyes narrowed slightly.
He could smell it. Of course he could smell it.
A knowing smirk played at the corners of his mouth but he didn't comment on it. Instead, he walked further into her room and sat down on her bed like he'd been invited, making himself comfortable.
"What took you so long to open?" he asked casually.
Thalia sto
