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Jonathan woke slowly to find that he was alone. He groaned and looked to his left then straight ahead of him. He brought his hands to his face and started rubbing his eyes. Afterwards, he pushed himself up and pushed the blankets away from him. Swing his legs off the bed, he stood up and stretched his arms over his head.
" Jordan?" He asked, walking around her bed.
" Out here." She answered. Jonathan ran his hand through his hair and started out of her room.
" What are you doing?" He asked when he saw her. She was sitting on her coffee table, staring up at her TV. Jonathan walked out into the living room and turned to see what she was watching. " Where did you find that?" He asked as the image of his brother being beaten to death played across her screen.
" In your bag." She said. Jonathan scratched at the back of his head and walked over to her. He sank down beside her. " He's really dead."
" He is." Jonathan said. At once, Jordan turned and put her arms around him. Her face went into his neck. Jonathan latched onto her and squeezed her. Tears wet his neck while he nestled into her hair. "He's going to pay. I swear. I am beat his ass then turn him in." His hands worked up then down her back while she cried. Jordan shook her head and pulled away.
" We can't go to the police. I think they might be looking for you." She said, wiping at her cheeks. Jonathan frowned and shook his head.
" Why would they be looking for me?" He asked, his hands settling down on her sides.
" When was the last time you read the papers?" She asked.
" I don't know. It's been a while, why?" Jordan took a deep breath and looked uncertain. " What?" He asked.
" Jonathan," She brought one hand to his cheek and shook her head. " I don't know how to say this but Emily is dead. She was killed." A deep, deep frown went over his face.
" That's….That's not possible." He said.
" When was the last time you saw her?" She asked.
" When I broke up with her. Are you sure she's dead?" Jonathan asked. Jordan nodded and twisted some of her fingers into his hair.
" Yeah. I went looking online for information on Preston and I found the article. She was found in her home with a head injury. She died at the hospital. The article says Preston told the police that his wife was having an affair with a man named Jonathan but I guess he didn't know your last name." She said. " I need you to be completely honest with me." Jonathan shook his head, knowing just where her thought process was going.
" I didn't kill her, Jordan. I swear to God, I didn't touch her. I broke up with her, sent her on her way and I haven't seen or talked to her since." He said quickly.
" Okay. If you say it, I believe you but then that means he killed her and wants to pin it on you. So we can't go to the police." Jordan said.
" I bet he thought Art was me." Jonathan said.
" Look, I already brushed my teeth and started our coffee. You get ready, we will eat here then head out to have a little talk with this Preston. We will clear this up and make him clear your name."
" Shower with me? Please?" Jordan's shoulders fell and her eyes closed.
" JayJay." She said.
" Please. We don't have to have sex. I just need to touch you." She opened her eyes.
" If she wasn't dead and if she had left Preston…." Her unasked question hung heavy in the air and made Jonathan shake his head right away.
" I want you, not her. I love you, not her. Nothing is going to change that." He said. To his surprise, a look of relief passed over Jordan's face and it gave Jonathan hope. Hope for them and a future with her. She might not have said she was in love with him or completely agreed to be his girlfriend but Jonathan still had hope.
" Go get ready. I need to make a phone call." She said.
" Okay, hurry up." Jonathan said, standing up. Jordan waited until he went into her room, crossed it and disappeared into her bathroom. She grabbed her phone up off the coffee table and dialed up the number that belonged to the one person who could help her.
" Hey Erika, can I talk with Marco?" She said when her friend picked up.
" Yeah, hang on." There was a rustling where she passed the phone over and then a rough voice came through.
" What?" Marco snapped.
" I need some help." Jordan said.
" Get your ass out into the kitchen and get me some coffee." Marco snapped to Erika.
" Fuck off." Jordan heard Erika said but she knew her friend would do just what Marco ordered. It was a game between the couple. A few seconds went by before Marco was back online.
" What do you need?" Marco asked.
" A gun, with untraceable bullets. Maybe a safe place to stay for a few days." She said.
" You in some kind of trouble?" Marco asked.
" I don't want to talk about it." Jordan said.
" Good girl. The less people that know your business, the better. I will have what you need. I have some rental houses around. I keep the lights and water on in them. You also need to leave your phone at your place. I got one you can use, it's untraceable too. Be here in an hour, I'll have everything you need." Marco said.
" Thank you." Jordan said, closing her eyes.
" Don't thank me. Talk Erika into letting me get a crack at that ass every once in a while." Jordan shook her head at the grin in Marco's voice. " What I wouldn't do to get you two together with me."
" Knock it off. Erika would cut your dick off if you even tried to bring it near me." She said, making Marco chuckle.
" True, true. And my dick is the favorite thing I own." Marco said.
" I'll be there in an hour." Jordan said, hanging up her phone.
" Jor?" Jonathan called out from her bathroom.
And it took everything in her to not give into her want and take Jonathan in her hand. He was hard, straining and jerking for her, but Jordan refused and he didn't push. She still needed some time. She still needed to think and figure out what she was feeling. Things were way different between them and she knew it. She knew if she gave in and let him take her, she would agreeing to a relationship with him. There would be no more meanless sex between them.
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" Just stay in the car." Jordan said as they pulled up in front of Marco's house. He was sitting on his porch steps with a smoke hanging out of his mouth.
" Who is this guy?" Jonathan asked.
" A very dangerous man and our new best friend." She said, leaving his car.
" Jordan, seeing your beautiful face is like heaven to me." Marco said as he stood up and tossed his smoke away.
" Do you have what I need?" She asked while she walked up to him.
" I do. Right here in this briefcase. Give me a little kiss, slip that sweet tongue in my mouth and let me suck it for a minute and you can have whatever you need." Marco said.
" I will tell Erika." Jordan said. Marco frowned and shook his head.
" You're a ball buster, you know that?" He asked, handing over the case. " Tell your man to pull in the back. There's a barn with the doors open. Store that orange piece of shit in there and take the car beside it. Key's in it. Pull out and the barn will be locked up. Once you do whatever you are planning on doing, you can't go back to your house until shit's finished. You get that?" Marco asked.
" I got it." Jordan said, tucking the case up and under her arm.
" You let me know if you need anything. Direction to the house and the keys to it are in the case. I like you, Jordan, so I will help you out but you pull Erika into whatever shit you got going on, you ain't gonna be able to hide from me. As long as you keep my bitch out of harms way, I will take care of your needs and I won't slit your throat." He said, his warning clear.
" Thanks, Marco. For everything." She said before she turned and started back towards Jonathan's car. "We are going to hide your car, okay? Marco's giving us one of his." She said when she climbed back into the car.
" Just like that?" Jonathan asked as he turned into the driveway then follow to where the other man was pointing.
" I introduced him to Erika. He told me he owed me so I cashed in. We are going to go hide your car here then run back to my place. I am going to pack some bags then we will run to Marco's safe house and drop our stuff off." Jordan said. " You know where Preston and Emily lived?"
" Yeah, I was there a few times." Jonathan said, driving through the grass.
" Then we are going to head over." She said. Just as Marco said, the barn doors were wide open. As Jonathan pulled in, Jordan's phone went off again. She pulled it out her pocket, suprised to see Erika's number on her caller ID. She looked behind her to see Marco standing in his drive way, watching them. "Hello?"
" What the hell is going on? Marco won't let me out. Are you okay?" Erika asked.
" I...I can't say." Jordan said while Jonathan shut off his car.
" Can't or won't?" Erika asked with a heavy sigh.
" Both. But I'm going to be okay. I just need to help Jonathan with some things and I'm going to be out of touch for a while but I don't want you to worry." Jordan rushed to say.
" I know what that means. Being with Marco has taught me some things and if you can't say what's going on then it's bad. If you came to Marco for help, then you're not okay. I know he gave you a phone. The only number on it is Marco's cellphone so if you need me, call him. Promise me that?" Jordan closed her eyes and found herself nodding. " Jordan? You know I can't see you so if you are nodding, knock it the fuck off and talk." Jordan laughed softly.
" I was nodding." She said.
" I know you were. Idiot." The friends fell silent for a few tense seconds.
" Tell Mary I love her and make sure Sean isn't a dick to her." Jordan finally said.
" I will. Take care of yourself and if you get in over your head, call. No matter what he said, I won't let Marco cut you." Jordan nodded again and that time, Erika laughed. " I just bet you're nodding again."
" I was." Jordan said.
" You are so stupid." Erika said with a smile. " But you are my stupid idiot and I love you."
" I love you, too." Jordan said. Jordan disconnected the call then tossed her phone on the dashboard. She sniffed and tried to hide her tears from Jonathan.
" You can stay here." He said. " You don't have to come with me." Jordan nodded and looked over at him.
" I know I don't but I want too." She said.
" Because?" Jonathan asked as they locked eyes. Jordan drew in a long, hard breath before saying,
" Because I love you and I want to be with you too." Jonathan let his left elbow come to rest against his steering wheel and brought his index finger to his lip. He started to rub it while he tried not to smile. Jordan shook her head and rolled her eyes, looking away from him. " Don't go all girl on me about this or I will take it back." Jonathan reached out and cuffed her leg.
" You can't take it back. I refuse to let you." He said.