now.” Jordan cleared her throat then continued haltingly. “Since this past weekend, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about us, how we left things unfinished.”
The extraordinary experience in the elevator flashed across his mind. His pulse quickened with desire and growing hope. Maybe that was Jordan on the phone earlier. Maybe David had told her he was here tonight. “I’m glad you want to pick up where—”
“Don’t say anything else, okay? Otherwise I won’t be able to go through with this.”
Danny angled his body to one side, trying to see her face. “What exactly is this? ”
“Um, I’m kidnapping you.” She sounded a little unsure of herself, but she poked him in the back with the banana once more for emphasis.
“Okay…” He started walked again. “Are we acting out one of your fantasies or something?”
Jordan laughed softly. “Fantasy number fifteen, to be exact.”
He smiled, wondering if that was the end of the list or just the beginning. He’d find out soon enough. When he reached the side of the car, she clicked the keyless entry to unlock it. Before he could open the door, though, she thrust something over his shoulder.
“Would you mind putting on this blindfold?”
Danny looked down at the scarf she held in front of his face. “It’s pink. It’s pink with little white dots on it. What kind of kidnapper are you?”
“You’re not supposed to talk. This is hard enough.”
Not yet, but he was getting there. Danny obliged and tied the scarf around his eyes, then slid into the passenger seat. Reaching for the lever beneath him, he pushed back to give himself more legroom.
He felt Jordan lean over him to secure his seat belt. The scent of her hair drifted around him and his groin throbbed in reaction to the brush of her shoulder against his chest. Despite his temporary blindness, he was relaxed and curious to find out what she had planned.
“So what happens next?”
For a moment she didn’t answer. Then, after a deep breath, she said, “Now I take you to my place and bring the rest of the fantasy to life.”
Less than fifteen minutes later, Jordan remained in the driver’s seat, drumming her fingers lightly on the steering wheel. The trip back to her house had been relatively easy since David had stayed quiet the whole time. But now that they’d arrived, anxiety stabbed at her resolve, plagued her with doubts. She didn’t want a repeat of the last time they were together…
David cleared his throat. “Do you do this kind of thing a lot?”
“Actually, I never do anything like this.” Her voice was small and tight as she looked over at him. “But lately I’ve wanted to…experiment a little.”
One dark brow lifted above the blindfold. “I’m always up for some experimentation. So, are we going to sit here the rest of the night?”
“No.” She laughed nervously, got out of the Honda and went around to open the passenger door.
Jordan took his arm to guide him out of the car. He misjudged the height of the curb and tripped, bumping into her. He didn’t move away. They remained side by side, silent, lost in their mutual awareness. The contact sent sparks and heat rushing along her nerves until an invisible web of desire tightened in her belly. That was a good thing. If she was turned on, there was nothing to fear. Tonight would be a success.
“Can I take this thing off now?” He sounded hoarse as he pointed to the pink-and-white blindfold.
“Not yet.” She led him up the walkway. “You can take it off once we start the fantasy.”
He frowned briefly, obviously confused. “The kidnapping isn’t the fantasy?”
Jordan swallowed the sudden lump in her throat. “No, it was just… I wasn’t sure…”
David stopped and turned in her direction. Though he couldn’t see the hot color lighting up her face, his voice was quiet. “You didn’t think I’d go along unless you forced me?”
She dropped her chin as her confidence evaporated. This was
The extraordinary experience in the elevator flashed across his mind. His pulse quickened with desire and growing hope. Maybe that was Jordan on the phone earlier. Maybe David had told her he was here tonight. “I’m glad you want to pick up where—”
“Don’t say anything else, okay? Otherwise I won’t be able to go through with this.”
Danny angled his body to one side, trying to see her face. “What exactly is this? ”
“Um, I’m kidnapping you.” She sounded a little unsure of herself, but she poked him in the back with the banana once more for emphasis.
“Okay…” He started walked again. “Are we acting out one of your fantasies or something?”
Jordan laughed softly. “Fantasy number fifteen, to be exact.”
He smiled, wondering if that was the end of the list or just the beginning. He’d find out soon enough. When he reached the side of the car, she clicked the keyless entry to unlock it. Before he could open the door, though, she thrust something over his shoulder.
“Would you mind putting on this blindfold?”
Danny looked down at the scarf she held in front of his face. “It’s pink. It’s pink with little white dots on it. What kind of kidnapper are you?”
“You’re not supposed to talk. This is hard enough.”
Not yet, but he was getting there. Danny obliged and tied the scarf around his eyes, then slid into the passenger seat. Reaching for the lever beneath him, he pushed back to give himself more legroom.
He felt Jordan lean over him to secure his seat belt. The scent of her hair drifted around him and his groin throbbed in reaction to the brush of her shoulder against his chest. Despite his temporary blindness, he was relaxed and curious to find out what she had planned.
“So what happens next?”
For a moment she didn’t answer. Then, after a deep breath, she said, “Now I take you to my place and bring the rest of the fantasy to life.”
Less than fifteen minutes later, Jordan remained in the driver’s seat, drumming her fingers lightly on the steering wheel. The trip back to her house had been relatively easy since David had stayed quiet the whole time. But now that they’d arrived, anxiety stabbed at her resolve, plagued her with doubts. She didn’t want a repeat of the last time they were together…
David cleared his throat. “Do you do this kind of thing a lot?”
“Actually, I never do anything like this.” Her voice was small and tight as she looked over at him. “But lately I’ve wanted to…experiment a little.”
One dark brow lifted above the blindfold. “I’m always up for some experimentation. So, are we going to sit here the rest of the night?”
“No.” She laughed nervously, got out of the Honda and went around to open the passenger door.
Jordan took his arm to guide him out of the car. He misjudged the height of the curb and tripped, bumping into her. He didn’t move away. They remained side by side, silent, lost in their mutual awareness. The contact sent sparks and heat rushing along her nerves until an invisible web of desire tightened in her belly. That was a good thing. If she was turned on, there was nothing to fear. Tonight would be a success.
“Can I take this thing off now?” He sounded hoarse as he pointed to the pink-and-white blindfold.
“Not yet.” She led him up the walkway. “You can take it off once we start the fantasy.”
He frowned briefly, obviously confused. “The kidnapping isn’t the fantasy?”
Jordan swallowed the sudden lump in her throat. “No, it was just… I wasn’t sure…”
David stopped and turned in her direction. Though he couldn’t see the hot color lighting up her face, his voice was quiet. “You didn’t think I’d go along unless you forced me?”
She dropped her chin as her confidence evaporated. This was
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