MESSIAH JORDY'S POV
"MJ?" His voice came up again, more urgent this time.
I cleared my throat. "Y-yes?" I hated that I was stuttering. It was giving me off in more ways than one.
"Why don't you want to say anything?" He asked, with a slight chuckle.
"So- sorry. Uh…" Damn these stutters! I shut my eyes briefly, fighting to fix the words in my head. It shouldn't be that hard. I was just going to ask for what is mine, so why should it be hard?
"Is something wrong?" The apprehension in his tone knocked off whatever confidence my pep talk stirred up.
Slauson might be one of the most courageous guys I've ever met but he was just the same, the most sensitive guy ever. He noticed the smallest of things, right from body gestures to a tweak in emotions.
Back when I was with him, I loved tha
