CHAPTER NINE Noah
“I think we’ve done all we can do for today, plus, I’m starving.” Noah couldn’t help look her over. Yes, his stomach was growling, but every time he was around Jordan, his hunger for her grew.
He and Jordan were alone for the first time in the Slap Shot dining room. The painters were done and had packed up and left. Jared had stopped in earlier but had meetings this afternoon. It was just the two of them.
Somehow, they managed to agree on a menu and submit it to the printer. They put the liquor order in, ordered all the printed items they needed, and Jordan made the schedule for their first week.
Her cheeks were flushed, and her professional up-do bun was a little looser than normal. A few strands fell loosely around her face. She let out a breath and wiped a few of t
