The Naughty List Bundle - Kylie Adams [261]
Morgan came to a complete stop and turned to give Jordan an incredulous look. “Well, let’s see. You can’t look at her without tensing up. And that hard-on you had while arguing with her might be a good clue.”
Jordan flushed. And it made him madder than hell, because not a single one of his other damned brothers would have. They’d have grinned, hell, they might’ve even bragged. They would not, however, have turned red. But Jordan wasn’t at all pleased that all he had to do was breathe in Georgia’s scent and he wanted her. Bad.
Morgan shook his head. “It’s a full moon tonight, did you know that? Maybe that accounts for a few things. Like Casey showing up with a girl that I know damn good and well has a reputation that far exceeds the one Gabe had at her age. And that’s saying something.”
“Are you sure about that?” Jordan frowned, concern for his nephew overshadowing his embarrassment. And talking about Casey was definitely preferable to talking about himself. Or Georgia. Or him and Georgia.
“Yeah. It’s a long sad story and I’m too damn tired to go into it tonight. Besides, I reckon Casey has a handle on things. Though she’s not eighteen yet, so if you get the chance, warn him to be careful, okay?”
Jordan nodded. While Casey was only eighteen himself, he gave the impression of being much, much older.
“At least it’s stopped raining.” The doors slid open as Morgan approached them. He looked outside, giving Jordan his back as he surveyed the starless sky. With a nonchalance that didn’t fool Jordan for a minute, Morgan asked, “Should we expect you back at the house tonight?”
Jordan hadn’t really thought about it, but now that he did…He dropped his head forward, brooding. His muscles felt tight and he rolled his shoulders, trying to relieve some of the tension.
But there was no hope for it. “She doesn’t have a car,” he said, stating an obvious fact. “Hers is still at the bar.”
Morgan nodded. “I know.”
“It doesn’t seem right to leave her and two kids at a house alone, with no transportation. What if something happened? What if she no sooner got home and her mother needed her?”
“And odds are,” Morgan interjected, going right along with him, “even if her mother rests easy tonight, Georgia’ll still want to check on her first thing in the morning, so she’ll probably need a ride. Assuming you all get to go home tonight at all.” Morgan faced him again. “I can’t see you leaving her here alone.”
“No, I wouldn’t do that.” Jordan gestured at the mostly quiet hospital. “With the kids and everything….”
“Yeah.” Morgan tilted his head, his expression thoughtful. “So I guess we’ll see ya sometime in the morning.” He stepped into the open doorway. “Let me know tomorrow if there’s something I can do to help.”
“Thanks.”
“Oh, and Jordan?”
Wishing his damn brother would just go away, Jordan raised a brow. “What?”
Morgan grinned. “It’s going to get worse before it gets better. I just thought I should let you know that.”
Jordan stiffened. “You don’t know what the hell you’re talking about.”
“On the contrary, I married Malone, didn’t I? I know exactly what I’m talking about. And my advice would be not to fight it.”
“It?”
“The whole chemistry thing.”
“Oh, for the love of—”
Morgan shrugged. “You should just give up right now, and save yourself a pound of heartache. Tell her what it is you want. Be up front with her.”
Tell her that he wanted to strip her naked? That he wanted to bury himself inside her and spend all night finding ways to make her climax—and the fact that she was a mother, that she danced for drunks, that she didn’t appear to particularly like him, hadn’t blunted his need one bit? “She has two children, Morgan.”
“So? She’s still sexy as hell. Any man who’s seen her in that getup she’s wearing tonight can damn sure vouch for that. Besides, the more you fight it, the worse it is. You’re caught. You might as well accept it.”
Morgan walked away before Jordan could correct him, before he could assure him that he wasn’t caught at all! He was turned on, to where he couldn’t seem to stop shaking,