Jordan went to see and strangle the electrician. All he could do was think horrible, angry thoughts in order to make his cock deflate.
~ * ~
Katie drew in a deep breath to steady herself. Crikey, he had almost kissed her. She wanted him to kiss her. She wanted to kiss him. She may be innocent in a lot of ways but not so naive not to have noticed Jordan's hard bulge in his pants. It seemed he wanted to do more than just kiss, and she found she wanted it too. Hell, she was already walking around with damp panties as fresh cream flooded between her thighs every time he looked at her. Her nipples could be registered lethal weapons they were so hard. Thank goodness she had worn a loose top to work over her usual long sleeved shirts.
She prayed she would make it through the day without making a total fool of herself by throwing herself at Jordan. She smiled, thinking about the way Jordan had acted over their 'almost kiss.' The way he had asked her showed he was attracted to her; any blind person could see that.
How could she want someone so badly after knowing him for less than a day? It was craziness. Her thoughts turned toward Jack Cullen. Her stomach fluttered, thinking about the kiss he'd given her. How could she want him just as much as she did Jordan? She was very confused. "All right, I think I'm officially crazy," she muttered to herself as she walked back to the old house to do some more work.
Chapter Seven
Three o'clock rolled around. Jordan had been kept busy with the electrician, so Katie had taken her lunch break by herself. Her arm ached from constant use of the plastering trawl. She had managed to finish the dining room, the kitchen and had started on the main foyer but was almost out of mixable plaster. She was still working in the foyer as Jordan walked the stout, bald headed electrician to the front door. The electrician gave her a wink as he passed her.
"You sure you can get the rest finished on Monday?" Jordan said in a serious tone.
"Not a problem. All I need to do is put in the fittings; make sure you have the ones you want."
Katie watched as Jordan gave a nod and let the man out the door. Jordan swiveled around to look at her once the electrician was gone, his hazel eyes dancing with amusement.
"It's Casper the sexy ghost."
"What?" She glanced up in confusion.
He laughed. "Have a look at yourself, Katie." She glanced down at her work clothes and smiled. She was covered in plaster mess.
"Oh, I see."
"Pack up the trawl and plaster, Katie, I'm taking you home," Jordan said with a mischievous smile. "I'll lock up." Katie cleaned out her bucket and trawl by the back tap, putting them and the ladder back into Jordan's work truck. She was just closing up the back when Jordan came around.
"Right, in you go." He took Katie's arm, opened the passenger door, and practically pushed her inside.
"But my scooter," Katie protested.
"I locked it in the shed, don't worry. I'll bring you back to pick it up later." Jordan closed the passenger door, walking around to climb in the truck cab. Katie sighed and fastened her seat belt.
"Well, you are the boss." Jordan gave her a sexy smile, making her pulse race.
Damn, the man was gorgeous.
"Yup, so doing what I ask is imperative, well mostly."
She gave a laugh as he started the truck and drove out of the property.
~ * ~
They stopped at a Wolseley trade centre to get supplies. Jordan insisted she help him pick out light fittings. He took her hand, pulling her round to each section. Katie laughed, enjoying Jordan's enthusiasm for shopping for hardware. They acquired more plastering, pipes, timber, wiring and other supplies they needed for the on-going renovation of his old Victorian. With everything packed into the work truck, they climbed back in.
"It's my turn to grocery shop this week," he said as he drove his truck down towards the east village. "It's not my most favourite of things to do. Would you help an undomesticated male with the
~ * ~
Katie drew in a deep breath to steady herself. Crikey, he had almost kissed her. She wanted him to kiss her. She wanted to kiss him. She may be innocent in a lot of ways but not so naive not to have noticed Jordan's hard bulge in his pants. It seemed he wanted to do more than just kiss, and she found she wanted it too. Hell, she was already walking around with damp panties as fresh cream flooded between her thighs every time he looked at her. Her nipples could be registered lethal weapons they were so hard. Thank goodness she had worn a loose top to work over her usual long sleeved shirts.
She prayed she would make it through the day without making a total fool of herself by throwing herself at Jordan. She smiled, thinking about the way Jordan had acted over their 'almost kiss.' The way he had asked her showed he was attracted to her; any blind person could see that.
How could she want someone so badly after knowing him for less than a day? It was craziness. Her thoughts turned toward Jack Cullen. Her stomach fluttered, thinking about the kiss he'd given her. How could she want him just as much as she did Jordan? She was very confused. "All right, I think I'm officially crazy," she muttered to herself as she walked back to the old house to do some more work.
Chapter Seven
Three o'clock rolled around. Jordan had been kept busy with the electrician, so Katie had taken her lunch break by herself. Her arm ached from constant use of the plastering trawl. She had managed to finish the dining room, the kitchen and had started on the main foyer but was almost out of mixable plaster. She was still working in the foyer as Jordan walked the stout, bald headed electrician to the front door. The electrician gave her a wink as he passed her.
"You sure you can get the rest finished on Monday?" Jordan said in a serious tone.
"Not a problem. All I need to do is put in the fittings; make sure you have the ones you want."
Katie watched as Jordan gave a nod and let the man out the door. Jordan swiveled around to look at her once the electrician was gone, his hazel eyes dancing with amusement.
"It's Casper the sexy ghost."
"What?" She glanced up in confusion.
He laughed. "Have a look at yourself, Katie." She glanced down at her work clothes and smiled. She was covered in plaster mess.
"Oh, I see."
"Pack up the trawl and plaster, Katie, I'm taking you home," Jordan said with a mischievous smile. "I'll lock up." Katie cleaned out her bucket and trawl by the back tap, putting them and the ladder back into Jordan's work truck. She was just closing up the back when Jordan came around.
"Right, in you go." He took Katie's arm, opened the passenger door, and practically pushed her inside.
"But my scooter," Katie protested.
"I locked it in the shed, don't worry. I'll bring you back to pick it up later." Jordan closed the passenger door, walking around to climb in the truck cab. Katie sighed and fastened her seat belt.
"Well, you are the boss." Jordan gave her a sexy smile, making her pulse race.
Damn, the man was gorgeous.
"Yup, so doing what I ask is imperative, well mostly."
She gave a laugh as he started the truck and drove out of the property.
~ * ~
They stopped at a Wolseley trade centre to get supplies. Jordan insisted she help him pick out light fittings. He took her hand, pulling her round to each section. Katie laughed, enjoying Jordan's enthusiasm for shopping for hardware. They acquired more plastering, pipes, timber, wiring and other supplies they needed for the on-going renovation of his old Victorian. With everything packed into the work truck, they climbed back in.
"It's my turn to grocery shop this week," he said as he drove his truck down towards the east village. "It's not my most favourite of things to do. Would you help an undomesticated male with the
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