JORDAN
“God damn it!”
I cuss under my breath the second the door swings open, and Astrid stands there wearing nothing but a towel, looking like every sinful thought I’ve had about her comes to life.
Is the universe f*****g with me? A man could only handle so much.
My self-control is hanging by a thread. Why the hell did I think coming here was a good idea? I should have ignored the damn call from Merilyn.
I had informed Merilyn to inform me if Astrid ever showed up here, that was when I didn’t know who she was and I was looking for her.
I should have informed Merilyn not to bother with her again when I finally found Astrid.
Merilyn called while I was with Peter to inform me that Astrid was here and I ran down here like a f*****g p***y that I’m not.
I should have sent Peter here in
