-Natalie Romano-
I stirred on the bed and blinked severally before I opened my eyes fully. The last think I remembered was holding a gun in the hallway and then mistakenly firing.
I tossed on the bed and when I tried to move, I felt a sharp pain at the back of my head
“Shitttt” I cursed, my hand flying to the back of my head where I felt the pain
I scanned the room with my eyes to see if I could find Jordan but I didn't.
Where was Jordan?
The bathroom door creaked open, and I turned my head in its direction. Jordan stepped in, wearing nothing but a pair of fitted black boxers. My breath hitched.
His broad chest, the chiseled lines of his abs, the way his muscles flexed with every movement, the outline of his d**k showing from the boxers
I couldn’t look away. My eyes traced the f
