* Please review! I know, guys, I feel the same. I did not like Emily either.*
Since Jonathan was running late Monday morning, Jordan opened the bakery alone and was surprised when Emily came walking in. She was clearly looking for Jonathan while she made her way towards the counter. Jordan was surprised that Jonathan hadn't called her to say he was running late but then again, he'd have to tell her why. Art had thrown a fit and Jonathan was still trying to calm him down.
" Ah, hey. Emily, right?" Jordan asked when Emily reached the counter.
" Yeah, is Jonathan here?" She asked.
" He just had to run to the bank." Jordan lied. He wasn't ready to talk about Art with Emily.
" Oh, okay. I will just wait for him at our table." Emily said.
" Yeah, okay. You want coffee?" Jordan asked.
" No. I'd rather wait for Jonathan." Jordan's eyebrows went up but she nodded.
" Okay then. Suit yourself." She said, turning away and rolling her eyes. " I'll be in the back, if you need something." She said before she disappeared through the back door. She pulled her phone out, quickly sent a text to her friend about the lie she told on his behalf.
' Thanks. I'm in the parking lot.' Jordan breath a sigh of relief then turned back around.
" Hey, Jonathan just texted me. He said he's in the parking lot." She said when she came to the counter again. Emily frowned from across the room.
" He's texting you?" She asked, pulling her phone out.
" Well yeah." Jordan said as the back door opened then closed.
" Why did he text you and not me?" She heard Emily asked.
" Maybe because I have known him for..." Jordan started to snap.
" Hey, I'm so sorry!" Jonathan said as he breezed in through the back. He skidded to a stop when he saw Jordan. " Whoa, Jor." She smiled and reached up to pull her now strawberry blond hair from it's bun.
" You like it? Erika came over last night and colored it for me! It took forever to lift through the dark pieces but we did it." Jordan said as she ran her hand through the long locks.
" Is that pink and black streaked through it?" Jonathan asked while he reached out to touch the pink pieces on the right side of her head. The underneath part of her hair held the chunky black strips.
" Yeah. Mary did those. We got a little drunk." Jordan said. " You like?" His fingers twisted through the strands as he smiled.
" Yeah. I really do. It's so different. You know, usually, you look disgusting and ugly but this way, you actually look pretty."
" Hey!" Jordan snapped as she reached out and punched her friend in the shoulder. Jonathan started to laugh.
" Whatever, Jor. You know I think you're beautiful, dark hair, strawberry blond, pink and black strips and all." Jonathan said with a smile.
" Jonathan." Emily said, pulling at his attention. Jonathan looked over at her like he had forgotten that Jordan had told him she was there. He dropped his hand from his friend's hair and started around the counter.
" Hey. Good morning. How are you?" He asked. Emily grabbed him by his shirt and planted her lips against his, hard. Jordan frowned and shook her head. One of Emily's eyes opened, checking to see if Jordan was watching them. Jonathan took a hold of Emily's hips and pulled away gently, making her look at him. " Hey, wow. That was...unexpected." He said with a nervous laugh. Jordan rolled her eyes and turned away.
" Bitch." She whispered to herself.
Another week went by with Emily still coming in every day. Jordan tried to stay in the back the entire time the woman was there. She didn't like Emily. She didn't miss the nasty looks Emily sent her, especially when Jonathan and Jordan were talking. But she wasn't going to say anything to Jonathan. He was happy, for whatever reason, he seemed really happy with Emily.
" Hey, can I see you upstairs?" Jonathan asked Jordan when he walked to the back Friday afternoon after Emily had left for the day.
" Yeah, are you okay?" She asked. He nodded and looked back to Scott, his other employee.
" Can you hold things done for a few minutes?" Jonathan asked.
" Yeah, go ahead." Scott said.
Jonathan turned without another word and started towards the steps. Scott and Jordan both shrugged before Jordan started following Jonathan. He was upset, Jordan could see it in the way he was carrying his shoulders. Part of her was hopefully that Jonathan and Emily had broken up. Jordan wasn't sleeping with anyone else and she was in need of getting laid.
Up, they climbed the back stairs. Across the hallway they walked, not stopping until they reached the loft door. As he turned towards her, Jordan could see that her friend was frowning hard. Jonathan pushed open the door and walked in. Quietly, Jordan followed him, closing the door shut behind her. She leaned against it and waited. Jonathan was pacing in front of her. He was shaking his head, as if clearing his own thoughts. He sighed. He put his hands on his hips, he dropped them. He linked them together and placed them on top of his head.
" Jonathan, what is going on? You're kind of freaking me out." Jordan said.
He closed his eyes, turned his back to the bed they used to have fun in, and sank down. His ass landed hard on the mattress. His knees were bent so he let his forearms come to rest against his knees and dropped his head down. Jordan pushed away from the door and quickly went to his side. She sat down beside him and put her arm around him.
" What's up, Jonathan?" She asked softly as she started to rub his back. Jonathan shook his head with his eyes shut. " You know you can tell me anything. I will still love you." She said. She leaned in and let her chin come to rest against his shoulder. Jonathan sighed deeply, open his eyes, and looked at her.
" Emily is married." Jordan started to frown as her hand stilled on him.
" What?" She asked. He nodded slowly.
" Yeah, Jordan, you heard me right. She just told me she married." He said.
" You need to break up with her than." Jonathan looked away, shaking his head.
" I can't do that. I really like her." He said. Jordan sat up straight and let her hand travel up his back. She tangled that hand into the hair at the back of his neck.
" She's married, Jonathan, and been leading you on and who knows what she has been telling her husband." Jonathan groaned and dropped down his head as she started scratch against his scalp. The sensation was one that always relaxed him and something she always did to calm him when he was upset. " What did you say to her?" His biceps jumped slightly under his white, thermal shirt as tension started to melt away from him.
" I told her I needed some time to think about things." He said. Jordan's small fingers glided down to his neck where she started to rub hard. She brought her other hand to his arm and took a hold of it.
" She's married." She leaned into him and kissed his temple. " You deserve better. I know you have been single in, what sees like forever, and I know you hate it." She whispered with her lips against his skin. " but she's married. She can't be your girlfriend. You can't have a relationship with her." Jonathan yanked away from her and propelled himself up with a frown.
" What do you know about it!" He yelled. Jordan sighed and leaned back. She put her arms behind her and propped her upper body up with her elbows. " You don't even want a relationship, with anyone! You don't even like boyfriends and girlfriends! You who are allergic to a long term shit!" She watched as her friend paced and yelled at her. He wasn't mad at her and Jordan knew it. He was just blowing off steam.
" I might not want a relationship but that doesn't mean I don't know how they are supposed to go. One party in it is not supposed to be married. She is already spoken for, JayJay. I mean, how would you feel if you were married and your wife was stepping out of the marriage?" She asked.
" He doesn't talk to her though! He ignores her! He works, comes home then leaves to go to some diner for dinner, almost every night!" Jonathan defended.
" So what, she's using you to pass the time than or to try and make him jealous?" Jordan asked.
" She isn't like that!" Jonathan yelled as he faced her with his hands on his hips. " What do you know about it! You don't even know her!"
" I don't have too. She's married so that means she is leading you on. Unless she's planning on leaving him for you, this is not going to go anywhere. It can't." Jonathan frowned hard at her and shook his head. " It can't, JayJay, you know that. You can't have anything with her until she ends this marriage."
Jonathan jumped towards her at once, making Jordan jump. His body collided with hers, pushing her back onto the bed. His left hand went into her hair while his right one came to the bed. His mouth claimed hers in a hot rush. His tongue forced it's way into her mouth while his hips surged forward, letting her feel his fast growing erection. Jonathan was emotional, always had been, and sometimes his emotions ruled him, pushed him into things that he regretted later. Sometimes it was yelling at someone, sometimes it was physically fighting someone. This time, it looked like it was pushing him to mess around.
" Jonathan." Jordan whispered through her kissed swollen lips.
" I need this." Was his rushed answer. He sucked her pulse straight into his mouth. Jordan moaned and grabbed his hips. She pulled him down while she rushed up to meet him. She needed it just as bad.
" What about Emily?"
She hated to ask but she wasn't about to have him regret her. At the whispered name, Jonathan pulled away and looked down at her with his cheeks flushed and his chest heaving with his pants. His eyes traveled down her body while he wrestled with himself. His hand went tight in her hair. His other hand came to her ribs. He squeezed her then met her eyes again.
" Shit." He said, pushing himself off her. " I'm so sorry, Jor." She pushed herself up again and sighed, hating herself as lust and need pumped through her veins.
" It's okay." She said.
" No, it's not. I don't have the right to take advantage of you because I'm upset." He said.
" I don't mind you using me, trust me, but you would be upset later if we slept together right now." She said.
Jonathan smiled and leaned down. He wrapped his hand around her arm and hauled her up. His arms wrapped around her neck while he hugged her tight. His face buried into her hair while her hands came to rest against his sides. His warm breath spread across the top of her head, making her eyes shut. She bit down into her bottom lip to keep from moaning. His scent surrounded her, his arousal pressed into her. Her heart slammed in her chest.
" I love you." Jonathan said.
" I love you, too." She said.
" Thanks for talking to me." He said. She opened her eyes and tilted her head up. Jonathan smiled down at her. " And I'm sorry I mouth raped you." Jordan smiled and stepped up. Gently, and in a completely friendly way, they quickly pecked each other on the mouth.
" I like it when you mouth rape me." She whispered. Jonathan laughed and pulled away.
" You're crazy." He said as he started towards the door.
" JayJay." She said. Jonathan turned to look at her, with a smile still in place. " What I said it true. You can't have a relationship with a married woman." His smile faded while he nodded.
" I know, Jor. I will figure things out, I promise." He said.
" I'm not trying to make you mad but I don't want you hurt. If she hurts you, I'm gonna cut a bitch." She said, making Jonathan burst into laughter.
" You are so stupid!" He explained, opening the door to the loft. Jordan laughed and followed after him.
" I'll put her ass in a cupcake and sell her." She said.
" Stop!" Jonathan said while he laughed.
" I'll go straight Jason on her and slice her up." Jordan said as they hit the stairs.
" There is something wrong with you. You are so disturbing." Jonathan said, his smile still locked in place.
" I'll become Murphy and Connor MacManus and punish her for bad deeds." Jordan said.
" Yeah, yeah, I get it." He said, shaking his head and laughing.