Page 138 of The Incredible Ordinary

Get yourself together.

I try to look away, but my eyes keep slipping back, even after he’s sat back down and the game has continued.

I can feel it starting—whateverthiseven is—curling low in my chest, expanding and spreading until something opens up inside me.

Like a door I didn’t mean to unlock.

I quickly stuff my hands underneath my thighs and take a deep slow breath.

Just some errant thoughts to make life more complicated. No big deal.

Time to slam that door shut again.

I almost manage.

Almost.

MILÁN

I drop onto my back.My chest is slick with sweat, and my dick is still twitching from coming my brains out a minute earlier.

My fingertips tingle, and a tired laugh escapes my chest—satiated euphoria from the orgasm he just wrung out of me.

Jordan is lying half on top of me, feet dangling over the edge of my bed, his chest falling and rising with his rapid inhales.

His fingers comb through my chest hair lazily, and he tugs at it. I peer at him with one eye. He flicks my nipple and laughs when I squirm.

“Stop seducing me,” I say.

He looks up and grins. “That’s all it takes?”

“I can get going with just a look from you. So this was almost like you putting in effort.”

“God, you’re easy.” He smiles.

“I know. It’s one of my better qualities. I’m hot for you all the time.”

He rests his chin on his forearms on my chest and smiles.

“That’s sweet.” He keeps looking at me. “You’re sweet.”

I’ve never considered myselfthatbefore, but suddenly I desperately want to be sweet. I want him to look at me with that satisfied smile and think I’m sweet.

He rolls off me and stretches, his long, lean body on full display for a too-brief moment before he sits up, grabs his T-shirt, and starts pulling it over his head.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa.” I grab the hem, tugging it out of his grasp. “What are you doing?”

He combs his fingers through his hair and throws me a dry look when I keep holding his shirt hostage.

“I have to get going,” he says.

“One more minute.”

“You already said that. That’s how we ended up here, remember? So I’m not inclined to believe you this time. And I have to get going.”

I flop down on my back with a huff.

He smirks while he pulls on his pants, and once he’s done, he puts one knee on the mattress and leans over me.