I forgot to put this in the first chapter but...Disclaimer I do not own MSCL or any of the charcters created on the show. Thanks!
Wow, all this time later and Jordan Catalano can still make me weak in the knees just by looking at me and talking to me. When he asked me if I was alone, I knew he wasn't just talking about here in the restaurant; he was talking about in life. He knows that I know too, he still gets that look in his eyes when he wants something. Like a kid in a candy store. "Yeah", I tell him as we sit back down at the table. He is on one side and I am on the other but he is holding my hand, absently rubbing my fingers with his thumb. "How about you" I ask him waiting eagerly for his answer. "Yeah, I have been on my own for a while now." This is exactly what I wanted to hear. I just sit there smiling at him while he stares back at me for seems like hours but in reality must have only been 30 seconds or so because Gina came by with our food just then.
As we eat I fill him in on the details of my life over the past 5 years. I ask him if he had heard about Rayanne and Tino and he just laughed and said that he knew something like that would happen, but that he never thought of Tino as the stand up kind of guy, and he was glad that it worked out for them. I tell him about Sharon and Rickie and my family back at home. He listens very carefully like he can't get enough of hearing me speak. I ask him about his life and what he has been up too. I had heard his band on the radio a lot but I didn't mention this to him. I guess because I didn't want him to know just yet that just hearing his voice through the speaker was hard for me to do without crying. "Well, Shane and I are still in a band together and we are doing really well for ourselves. We are out here in LA recording a new CD but I don't like to stay right in the city, the whole groupie thing just turned out to be not my thing. Shane is enjoying it though" he says with a laugh.
"So you never heard us?" he asks shyly. "Yes", I admit, "I have heard you and we even have all of the CD's at home, I just wanted to let you tell me whatever you wanted to about it and honestly, I also have to admit that I don't listen to them very often because the make me cry. I know this sounds stupid but, I always imagined them to be about me." "Well", he says, "that is because almost all of them are. Angela I have to tell you I was so confused when we stopped talking. I would write and get no answer and when I called, your mom or sister just gave excuses as to why you couldn't talk." "Why did you stop wanting to keep in touch with me and why the hell did you move so far away?" And here we are people, my chance to tell him everything I have been keeping bottled up for 5 years.
"Jordan, I don't know how to say it. I just was missing you and missing us so much and you were getting a recording contract, I didn't want to mess anything up for you. I wanted you to reach your dreams and I guess I did the right thing too because look at you now! Working on a third album and living a sweet life." " Is that what you think I have been doing?" he asks almost sounding angry. " I was waiting for you to tell me that you still loved me, I was tearing my heart out every time I wrote or preformed a new song about you, I was driving Shane insane with my constant moping around because when you graduated you chose to go 3,000 miles away instead of just a few hours drive to me. I have been miserable thinking that I had lost you forever and that now we aren't even friends… yeah some sweet life." He goes to get up, and then turns back around. "You want to know why I am really here. I called your mom when I knew that we were going to be in LA recording and I asked her for the address of where you lived so that I could find you and convince you to give us another chance, did I waste the trip?"
And for the first time in a very long time, I am not scared or afraid to tell him. I get up form the table and I go over to where he is standing. I put my arms around his neck and I pull him down for a kiss. It is just a sweet and almost innocent kiss, then I look right into his eyes and I tell him. "Jordan, I love you, I loved you then, I loved you the entire time I was with Brian, and I loved you when you left. If there is one constant thing in my life it is that I love Jordan Catalano. I have tried to move on and tried to be with other men but none of them worked out and today I figured out why. It is because they weren't you… and I always hoped that one day you would come after me. So no it wasn't a wasted trip. I am so glad that you are here." And then we kissed again, but this time… it wasn't so sweet and innocent.
As we leave the restaurant together holding hands, Gina looks up and catches my eye. She knows the whole saga of me and Jordan because she took me under her wing when I moved out here. She is kind of like our den mother and actually she is Miguel's aunt so she is very involved in our lives. She smiles and gives me an encouraging wink… as if to say… Don't let him get away form you this time and I wink back at her because I know that I won't. I lead Jordan down the street and to my apartment. Once we are inside, I give him a little tour, it isn't huge but in my humble opinion it is very nice and Rickie and Sharon have done a great job decorating it. I of course have not one artistic bone in my body but I do the cooking so we figure it evens out. "This is really nice" he says smiling as he looks over the pictures of us through the years. You guys all look happy here." "For the most part we all have been but there has always been a part of me that was holding back, until now... I am done running and hiding form you, come with me," I say leading him by the hand back further into the apartment and into my room.
Jordan looks at me and just shakes his head as if he is in a dream, "you sure you want me in here, he asks, because I got to tell you Angela we aren't kids anymore and I have not been with anyone in a very long time so I can't do this game playing like we usually do." "Yes" I tell him as I look into his eyes, "I have been ready for you for a very, very long time." I pull the door shut behind us and lock it so we won't be interrupted and I stand in front of him for the first time not as a naïve 15 year old girl but as a mature 21 year old woman. I reach down and grab his shirt pulling it up over his head. God he looks so good, I touch his abs and run my fingers over the ridges counting each one as I go. I move my hands to his back and shoulders feeling each muscle contract as I graze my nails gently over the surface of his skin. I finally bring my hands up to his hair and run them through it pulling him down to my lips to claim a kiss. It was one hell of a kiss too as we each put every ounce of felling into that kiss, we are telling each other without words how much we missed each other.
He reaches down and begins to unbutton my dress, he slips it off my shoulders as his lips travel down over my neck and his hands run up and down my back giving me chills, causing my skin to tighten with each pass of his hands. I can feel how much he wants me and I know that he can feel me too with the way my chest is pressed against his. He pushes my dress farther down over my hips and I step out of it carefully kicking it out of the way. I wasn't wearing a bra because I still didn't really need to just to go to class or anything but I was wearing my favorite pair of boy shorts which, if I do say so myself are very sexy, they are pink and black with lace trim around the edges. As Jordan is looking at my body in amazement, (Thank God), I take the opportunity to undo his jeans and push them down off his body. He on the other hand is not wearing underwear which for some reason I found extremely hot and exciting.
His hands are pulling me by my hips closer to him again and he is now kissing me while he lowers my body to the bed. We are really getting into each other, just being lost in the beauty of each other's bodies. He begins to touch my breasts with his hands and they tighten up in response, it feels so good to have him do that, so I get brave and reach down around his back and over his ass then back around to the front feeling the hard length of him. He moans and I take this a sign that I am on the right tract. He takes my hands and holds them both by the wrists in one of his. He reaches down with the other hand and takes off my underwear then gently lies in between my legs. He looks right into my eyes and slowly begins to enter me. Then he stops and looks at me with an unspoken question in his eyes, "Angela?" he says quietly almost in awe, "yeah Jordan, I answer him, I never found the right person and so I never felt ready, I guess I just wanted it to be you."