[Disclaimer: The car chase scene in this chapter is an inspiration from Bad Boys movie. I do not own Bad Boys, nor do I take credit of the wonderful script that that was written for it.]
Fay was in utmost shock when she walked into Lei Wuloung's office. After her breakfast with Jordan, he came with her to Central. He seemed in a dark mood after he spoke to his mother, but she didn't ask him why. He had told her that he would go to Mika's office and meet her later.
Inside lei's office, Fay narrowed her eyes, still upset of the scene in front of her. "What's going on?' she asked, seeing both Kazuya and … Lee?
Both men were dressed semi formally. Kazuya was in a dark suit without a tie on while Lee in black pants and a long-sleeved shirt. He had a cigarette in hand as he casually eyed her. "Good morning, sunshine." He smirked.
Fay scowled at him, then frowned at Lei. "Don't tell me that he's been undercover too?!"
Lee beamed, crossing his leg, 'Nope. I'm still the bad guy." He inhaled his cigarette, causing Kazuya to glower at him.
"You said that you'll act properly." Lei warned, standing up from behind his desk. "I wasn't planning to do this, but frankly, I am getting anxious."
Fay treaded carefully, and took a seat next to Kazuya. "Miguel?
"You know, you could have worked with anyone and you decided to operate a plan with a psychopath?!" Kazuya snapped at Lee.
Lee took no notice of him. He glanced at Fay, "That idiot had only one thing to do, then he let it get to his head and his wife started murdering everyone. They would kill anyone they had a threesome with, and it got even worse when he started attacking each one of you."
"I thought Dionne's death didn't mean shit to you." She said sarcastically, giving him a nasty look.
Lee didn't take head of what she said. "He used the red roses to his advantage. They were behind the red rose murders."
"Why did they make it led to Kazumi Mishima?'" Fay demanded. I can't believe that he's right here in front of me.
"Fay, now is not the time…' Lei began. He walked over to her. "We have other problems to deal with. We will discuss Kazumi later."
"No, damnit! You owe us answers." She shouted. "Our friend died!"
"Sit down, Fay." Kazuya ordered. She is hurting as much as Jin. I still haven't had the chance to speak with her properly. "All will be clarified soon."
Fay went silent, sitting down. She crossed her arms, trying to make sense of everything,
Lee remained still. He continued smoking in silent while Lei spoke to Fay more. He was trying to make her cool off. "See Fay, we are worried that Miguel…"
[BANG]
[BANG]
"What the fuck?" Lei demanded, hurling out of his office.
Kazuya and Lee ran out as well. They found Miguel by the entrance, holding a gun.
"Aya?" Fay whispered as she saw Miguel holding Aya at gunpoint. "Enough is enough, Lei. You keep ruining every one of my rose farms. This is legitimate business! And why the fuck is he standing there with you?!," he demanded, referring to Lee.
Lee looked menacingly at Miguel.
Lei put his hands on his waist. "You're not doing it for legitimate reasons."
Jordan and Mika were standing by the stairway pillar. They had heard the gunshots too. "Miguel, have you fucking lost it bringing a gun to Central?" Jordan shouted, glaring at him.
Aya tried kicking him but he held the gun to her temple. "Are you seriously asking me to shoot?!" he snapped. He backed off, taking Aya with him. "If one more fire strike, this girl will have it!" he threatened, walking out of the building and pushing Aya into a car.
The car sped off.
"Send enforcements after him. Move it people!" Lei commanded.
Fay wanted to run, but Lee held her back. He gripped her wrist hard. "Let the boys handle it."
"Let go of me! This is MY AYA!" she exclaimed, pushing him away.
Lee put his hands up, but Kazuya held her upper arm. "Don't argue." He said, walking her to Lei's room. She got the same stubborn genes as Jin.
Lee walked into the room with them.
"But…"
Mika popped his head in. "We will handle it, Fay." he told her, then he ran after Jordan who had jumped into his white Lamborghini, and Mika slid in. He roared the car to life and drove after him. Jordan switched gears as they reached the highway. Miguel was driving a white Hummer H2 4 door at full acceleration. He had other cars and trucks behind him where his minions were making sure that no one gets close to him while they threw objects across the highway.
Jordan kept his foot on the speed pedal, trying to dodge the cars and whatever that was being tossed at them. He was doing 260 km/h attempting to catch up with Miguel.
A car hastened by them, and two men seated at the back stuck their heads out and started shooting at them.
"Obviously he's got backup." Mika mumbled as Jordan tried missing the bullets. Jordan pressed hard on the gas pedal and increased the speed even more, hitting the gauge at 290 KM/H on the highway as cars were crashing in front of them from Miguel's team.
"Don't lose them." Mika shouted.
"Shut the fuck up!"
[BANG]
[BANG]
[CRASH]
"Man! Did they just crush your headlights?" Mika exclaimed in shock.
Jordan changed gears and swerved to the left swearing out loud. "Why are you just watching? Shoot that mother fucker?!" he snapped.
Mika pulled out his gun, and climbed out half of the window. He started shooting the wheels of the cars ahead of them whom were trying to shoot at them. Two cars wheels exploded making the car lose control, and roll across the highway.
Jordan bolted by them as they came into collision with another car, exploding.
"Shit, Jordan. There is a Yacht." Mika pointed in horror, seeing that they were trying to detach a Yacht from a car.
"I can see it!"
"Be careful!"
"Mika! Shut up!" Jordan yelled as he tried to navigate out of danger.
"I'm just trying to help."
Jordan glanced at him. "Just shut the fuck up and let me drive. I'm trying to concentrate to steer clear of these motherfuckers!"
[VROOM]
[VROOM]
Two Kawasaji Ninja H2R motorbikes zoomed next to them. Jordan noticed fiery red hair on one of the drivers, giving him a thumbs up. The bike went up on the back wheel, zipping fast pass the others.
"Are they ours or theirs?" Mika looked. The two bikes were swerving left and right while they shot at Miguel's men.
"It's Jin and Red." Jordan answered, gaining on them. We need all the help that we can get. Fuck. Fuck.
Jordan steer cleared of the distraction on the highway when another truck came out of nowhere, started to bump into Jordan's car. "Oh, you're fucking not doing this!" he swore, braking really hard, making his car halt.
Mika slammed into the dashboard. "The fuck!"
The truck lost control, crashing into a tree. Jordan made his car move again, following Miguel. This time another car swept by them. A red Mini Cooper. It drove ahead of them and kept dashing left and right in order to confuse Jordan.
Mika pulled out again, trying to shoot it but he kept missing. Shit! Shithole! He came back in. "Try to drive next to it."
Jordan clutched the gear, moved to the left. "Shit! Mika. School bus!"
"It will be fine. Jin is behind them." Mika said.
Jordan drove really close to the Mini Cooper. The Mini Cooper driver, pointed a gun at the school bus and kept shooting at the wheels. The bus started staggering while the children screamed. Jin and Hwoarang drove behind the bus and tried to stable it in order for it not to pummel off the bridge. Mika climbed out of the car and shot the gas tank of the Mini Cooper. It swayed to the side, crashed into several other cars and [BOOM].
They finally reached Miguel's Hummer. To their surprise, the Hummer stooped. Miguel held Aya out while she tried punching him. He hit the back of her head, making her lose conscious. Then threw her off the bridge.
"Fuck! Did he just toss her off the bridge?!" Jordan exclaimed.
"Stop the car!" Mika instructed as Jordan braked really hard. "Meet me by the shore." Mika got out of the car, stood on the fence. Here goes nothing. He dove after her. He swam fast trying to find her. He kept looking for her against the tides until he found Aya floating a few feet away from him.
He swam towards her, grabbed her tight then swam back to shore. It was a good distance until he reached the beach.
Jordan had already made it there. He took Aya from Mika, and laid her on her back. He lifted her chin, and began administrating CPR. "Come on, Aya." He compressed her chest three times, then placed his lips on hers, giving her air. He listened to see if she was breathing but still nothing. "Come on! Come on! This is not the place or time to die on us." He repeated the steps again until Aya coughed up water.
"Shit! Shit!" Aya swore, still coughing. "Oh my God! Shit!"
Jordan clasped her hand, helping her sit up. He made her lean against his other hand whilst breathing.
Mika ran towards them completely wet. He took off his shirt, twisting it so the water drained out of it then put it back on. "That motherfucker …"
Jordan clenched his jaw in resentment, that was wild. He looked at Aya. "You okay now?"
Aya inclined her head. "Thank you."
"Don't thank me. Mika jumped from the bridge to get you." Jordan grinned. He aided her up. Aya hugged herself. She was fully soaked.
Hwoarang and Jin arrived at the scene.
"He got away.' Jin swore, kicking the sand.
"Hey! Hey!" Hwoarang whispered, putting his arms around her. "Thank God, you're ok." He put his jacket on her, rubbing her arms so she could warm up.
Jin stared a Mika who was still drenched. 'That was some sick shit."
"Tell me about it."
Fuck! Jordan thought inwardly, kicking his car fender. "She's busted." His heart ached at how they had vandalised his Lamborghini.
"What now?" Jin observed them all.
Hooboy. Now we need to face Lei. Hwoarang made a face.
They all apprehended the same.
Later
Kazuya looked at Fay as she sat on the chair. She was slouched against the chair, looking at nothing. It was clear that she was worried. "They're taking forever." She muttered.
"I'm sure they're fine." Lei assured.
"That idiot pulled a dirty stunt." Lee muttered, standing against the wall. "I think he mistook Aya for you."
Fay faced him with a question mark on her features. "Why would he think that? And what does he want from me?"
Before Lee answered her, they all walked in, looking like hell.
"Aya!" Fay exclaimed, hugging her. "Why…." She looked surprised. "Why are you wet? Mika too." She noticed Mika, then she saw Jordan who seemed extremely pissed off. Hwoarang and Jin had no expression on their faces.
"Long story," Aya said quickly, then her eyes fell on Lee. "And he is here because..?"
"It doesn't matter. Give me a report.' They told Lei what had happened. At that moment, his secretary gave him a paper. Lei scanned the document, and then looked at them all horrified. Lei placed both hands on his temple while he shook his head. "You're telling me that you all wrecked a whole city highway. Burned a total of thirteen cars. Broke twenty-six traffic lights. Made a boat explode." He said, reading the list that was in his hand. "And he got away?"
"You forgot the bus." Mika added, sitting on a chair with a towel over his head.
"They crashed my Lambo too." Jordan put in, leaning by the door.
Lee looked up, not recognising him. Hmm… Must be the guy from the FBI?
It was obvious that Lei was holding onto his temper. Aya and Fay exchanged a look while Jin and Hwoarang were silent. "I need you all to get out while I figure out how to pay for this."
"Give me that!" Kazuya snatched the report from him. He had a quick look at it then handed it to Lee.
Lee surveyed it, then shrugged. "We can handle it."
"Out. All of you. I don't want to see any of you until the day after tomorrow. First thing at 8Am, I want you all here with a plan B." Lei barked at them. "And for fuck's sake, please stay together?!" he exclaimed.
"Especially you, Fay. He thought Aya was my daughter." Kazuya added.
"And my ex-lover." Lee grinned, making everyone give a death stare.
Fay just turned around and left with Aya. "Wow, he's ticked." Aya stated. Poor Lei. It will be a hefty cost though. What did Lee mean by we can handle it? Are they going to pay for it? Are they allowed to fork out for it?
Fay made a face. "This is disgusting. Miguel tried to pull a dirty trick. Now we have to be extra careful. That guy is a lunatic. You don't just pull into Central with a gun. That takes balls. It distresses me because it seems that he's not afraid of authority."
"You're right." Mika walked next to them. "I don't know about you girls, but I think its best that we listen to Lei and stay together. Who knows what he will pull next?"
Aya contemplated the idea. "You do make a point."
Fay signalled an ok with her head. "So where will we stay? My place? I only have three rooms. Is that fine?"
"You can all stay with me." Jordan suggested, walking alongside Mika. "I have five bedrooms and a lot of facilities so you don't get bored."
"I'm in. I'm in." Mika said enthusiastically. He loved Jordan's game room. No sleep for me tonight.
"Wherever is fine. I just want to sleep." Jin mumbled, rubbing his eye.
They all agreed.
Later in the Evening
"Are you sure this is Ok? Having all of us stay here for a couple of days?" Fay was holding onto a pillow, assisting Jordan with tidying some of the rooms. He was busy taking out some bed sheets for her to use.
Jordan was in very casual lounge wear. He had on a regular-fit loungewear Armani T-shirt with loose shorts. He was in an all over Gray. "It's fine." He handed her a second pillow. Fay was in black legging and a super soft Victoria's Secret light pink crewneck tee.
"Really?"
Jordan glanced at her. "You should know me by now. I don't offer stuff if I didn't want to. Plus, I have a feeling that you will all be staying longer. Lei won't rest until Miguel is stopped."
Fay blushed. "Whatever you say."
He stopped doing what he was, and took her hand. He tugged her to him, and lifted her face. "I get to have you twenty-four seven too."
Fay put her arms around his waist. "I doubt we will have privacy."
Jordan kissed her lips lightly, then let go off her. "How come you're dressing it down? Didn't you say you always slept light?" he picked out two blankets from the closet and they both walked out of the room.
"No. No. Not in a house full of people." She said horrified. "There are so many people in here. Plus, we don't want Mika's imagination to run wild." She giggled.
Jordan gave her a look, "I doubt Mika will leave the game room. He told me he wanted a futon there."
Fay laughed as she walked to the kitchen with him. "Give me a list. We'll have to stock up the here too. I'll grab stuff from the supermarket."
"I don't do lists. I just let my housemaid get things. I'll leave it to you to decide," he said.
Fay nodded. "Then I'll check what we need, and ask everyone if they need anything too."
"Fay, mi casa tu casa. Feel free to see anything you want in the apartment." He told her while opening the kitchen cabinets. He was browsing through them quickly to ensure he didn't need stuff either. "I'm still getting thigs done here, so ask someone to go with you." He put a small pad and a pen in front of her.
"I'll go with you."
They both turned around at hearing Jin's voice.
Come to think of it, these two never had time alone yet. "Good idea. Go." Jordan agreed. He opened the fridge door, "Just diet coke for me." He told Fay.
Fay nodded jotting it down. "Shall we do this, Jin?" It felt a bit tricky. She studied him, and her heart made a beat when she thought of him as her brother. Wow… brother? I never thought about that. I never had the notion of family in my dictionary.
Jin appeared to be thinking the same thing. "Let's do this."
"I'll bet you that Mika will be the first to get murdered by one of us since living together." Hwoarang told Aya playfully.
Aya grinned. "And it might be me who does it." I love Mika, but he can have annoying habits.
Hwoarang studied her as she fixed the room. She was unpacking her items, and fiddling with the bedsheets. The room she picked was spacious. Hwoarang admired Jordan's penthouse because the whole place had huge glass windows that allowed them to look into the skies and city lights below. A bit creepy thought because I feel that we are super exposed.
"How come you're just standing?" Aya asked, fluffing the pillow. I wish Jordan has something softer.
Hwoarang hung back, "I'm not sure if I was allowed to share a room with you. Remember, you needed some time alone?"
Aya sat down on the bed, and patted the space next to her. He walked over to her, sitting down. "What Lei told us scared me. It made me doubt you."
"I know," he placed his hand on her knee. "You can ask me anything you want."
Aya wanted nothing more than to satisfy her inquisitive mind, however, she decided that everything has its space and time. "I'm done asking questions." She lowered her eyes shyly, "I missed you, Red."
He took her hand, lifting it to his lips. "Me too, Aya. Do you know how terrified I was when Miguel took you hostage? No one gets to mess with my woman. Nobody!"
Aya moved gently, and put her hands on his shoulders. She straddled him, and she pulled his face up, moving her lips across his. She kissed him, while he responded until she deepened the kiss further.
Hwoarang moved his hands across her back, literally gluing her to his body. Aya smiled against his lips. "Open your mouth, woman." Hwoarang muttered against it.
Hwoarang took advantage of her open mouth making her groan. "Shh…" he whispered, "Full house."
"Fuck them." Aya muttered, tugging at his t-shirt. "Take it off,"
He pulled back from her, pulling the t-shirt over his head. With one hand around her, he used the other hand and un-tucked her top. A moment later, she felt a chill in her bra as he trailed kisses down her neck.
Hwoarang stood up as she was still straddling him, and pushed her onto the bed. "Bed is softer than normal," he remarked, as he climbed on top of her and went to kiss her neck.
She snaked her arms around him. "Soft or not, go hard."
Hwoarang grinned. "Yes ma'am."
At the Supermarket
"This is unusual." Jin remarked
Fay was pushing the trolley as they went from aisle to aisle. "What is?' she asked, taking two packs of diet coke.
"You and I."
She took a quick look at him, then continued moving along. "Shall I get beer?"
He nodded.
"You're right, it Is peculiar. With all this shit happening. I am not able to register this." She admitted, placing three packs of beer in the trolley. They carried on until they reached the pasta section. Fay picked out 4 pasta packets.
Jin was a bit uncertain but asked anyway. "Does it bother you?"
Fay was inspecting the various arrays of pasta sauces on the shelves. "What bothers me?"
Jin rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment. "Does it agitate you that we are half-siblings?"
Fay paused what she was doing. She glanced at him, laughing. "Of course not. It is weird, but…" she blushed, covering her mouth. "I think it's cute that I have a brother. I went from a person who had no family to a big one. I'm not sure if that's healthy." She mumbled unnoticed.
"Oh, we are one big crazy family." He said, then he watched her as she put Italian pasta spices in the trolley. "Thanks."
She seemed bemused, "For?"
Jin put his arm around her shoulders. "For this. I am glad that I met you girls. You have kept me sane, and its good to be called your brother."
Fay gave him a sassy look. "We sound sappy."
"Indeed." He agreed. They found themselves in the snacks section, and Jin piled on the snacks. He took chips, nachos, cookies, dip, whatever that would satisfy him. They kept on shopping for another hour until they went to the registrar's office and left.
"Tomorrow." Jin began, making Fay fix her gaze on him. "Let's go see, Kazumi Mishima."
Fay ceased walking.
"I saw her the other day. She asked if you knew, and I told her yes. She wants to see you." Jin explained. He frowned at Fay's frozen face. "Please say something."
"Sorry. Sorry." She bit her lips. "I just got nervous." She admitted.
He took her hand. "It will be fine. Don't worry."
"They've been gone long." Aya remarked as she assisted Jordan in the living room. He was placing stuff around while she walked with him.
"I think they deserve some time together. They recently found out that they're related." Jordan explained, "Enough cleaning. Let's sit." He fell on the sofa.
Aya went to the fridge, and took out two beers out. She handed him one, and sat opposite him. "Can we confirm that today was unbelievable?"
"Hell yeah." He took out a cigarette from his pocket, lighting it.
Aya crinkled her nose. "You smoke?" She inquired, coughing a bit.
Jordan blew the smoke and then drank his beer. "On and off. Today deserves a pack of cigarettes. That bastard left us all speechless." He inhaled again, eyeing Aya. She was in an orange checked pants with a San Francisco Giants logo. Complementing her pants was a white t-shirt with a red 'Mama Tried' stamp.
"It was nice of you to offer us staying here."
Jordan nodded.
"Although I still feel you made that offer because of a certain someone." She grinned like a Cheshire cat, sipping her beer.
He ignored her statement as he lit another cigarette.
So, he is not going to say anything, Aya thought. She then laughed inwardly. He is so much like Fay. she decided to change the subject. "Tell me something."
He paid attention to her, while holding the cigarette between his fingers, "Hmm..?"
Aya raised her eyebrow. Her curiosity was perked now. "How did you end up getting mixed up with us?"
He put his cigarette off and picked up his beer. "What do you mean?"
Aya felt courageous. "There's more to you than you're letting us know. You don't just show up to assist someone."
He smirked sipping his beer. "It is what it is. Lei asked me to help because there were loose ends and here I am."
She crossed her legs on the sofa. "You could have done that without us."
He observed her for a few seconds thinking of his next statement, "True, but Lei filled me in on your work and wanted me to get involved. He gave me a brief history too because he knew that Lee Chaolan was somewhat involved."
Aya put a finger on her lips, then narrowed her eyes. "You knew us before you met us."
"Yep."
"There's something you're not telling me."
Jordan laughed, "I read in Lei's report that you're super nosey."
"Hey…' her face flushing.
Jordan grinned, standing up. "I didn't only know you guys before I met you, but I did a bit of surveillance too."
"You spied on us?!" Aya gasped.
"I prefer the term surveillance." He said, walking to the fridge and pulling out another beer. "You want another?"
She nodded as he threw her one. Jordan came back, sitting down. 'Are we done with interrogation?"
She raised her finger, "One more question."
He wasn't one to divulge in such conversations, but he decided to entertain her request. "Shoot."
"Baby girl?"
Jordan rolled his eyes. "I hate that nickname you use on each other,' he mumbled, putting the beer down. "What about her?"
"She was the first of us you met. Were you planning to sleep with her?" she asked bluntly. As amazing and gentleman he seems when he wants to be, I worry for her. I don't want her to get hurt by just fucking around.
Jordan recalled his first meeting with Fay. "Of course not. That woman tried to shoot me when we met." He shrugged. "What happened was so not expected."
Aya's eyes widened, "Oh, but…"
Jordan stood up again, "Grilling me is over, Aya. You said one question only." He interrupted, heading away. "I'm going to go join Mika in the game room."
Drat! Aya fumed.
Fay and Jin had returned from the supermarket and walked into the game room. They found Mika still slouched over the sofa playing. He was lying on his stomach with the joystick in his hands while Jordan was sleeping on the adjacent sofa, playing with his phone. "Is he still playing? It's been hours." Jin looked shocked.
Fay sighed, and then shrugged. "I think he won't admit it but he has an addiction."
"I'm not deaf." Mika muttered.
"Have you even eaten?" Jin demanded, then flipped towards Jordan. "You okay with him rotting in front of your game system all day?"
"He's not bugging anyone, so it shouldn't matter." Jordan replied, still on his phone.
Mika glanced at them. "What he says is true."
Jin rolled his eyes and snatched the handle, making Mika almost murder him. "Go refresh up then I'll give this back to you,"
Fay crinkled her nose, "and please take a shower."
Mika sat up, swearing at them both. He stretched his arms above his head. "What are we eating?"
"It's too late for me to cook, so I thought I'd order in." Fay explained taking off her blazer.
Mika took out his wallet from his back pocket, and pulled out a hundred bill. He gave it to Fay. "Can you please order me a bucket while I shower."
Fay held the bill, confused. "A bucket of…"
Mika gave her a stupid stare. "A bucket of chicken. 15 pieces. Medium hot." He left them, and went to the bathroom.
"Is he going to eat all that on his own?" Jin asked amazed.
I think we are going to learn a lot about each other's weird habits living together. I might as well order chicken for us too. Fay just shrugged at Jin.
After Dinner
Jin was in awe as he saw Mika finish his last chicken. "You really did it?" He actually ate an entire bucket?!
Mika picked up the plates. "I'm a big boy. I need my protein." He put the plate in the sink. He came back with a small trash bag. "I'll handle cleaning."
Fay gave him a bow.
Hwoarang started piling stuff as well. "I'll help too. We can't have the girls do the cleaning only." He began throwing the trash in the bag while Mika took all the dirty cutleries to the sink.
"And how you come you're just staring?" Fay told Jin and Jordan.
Jordan finished drinking his diet coke. "Two at a time is enough. Jin and I will handle cleaning duty tomorrow."
Jin looked at him jokingly. "Don't offer stuff on my behalf!"
Aya rolled her eyes. "Come on, Jin. It's just washing the dishes."
"Fine. Fine."
Jordan assisted them too, then noticed Fay sneaking out towards the terrace. Mika finished cleaning, and ran back to the game room. "He's impossible." Hwoarang declared, putting the last plate away. "Anyway, I'll go play something with him until I'm sleepy."
"I'm beat, so good night everyone." Jin announced, then he turned to Jordan. "Thanks again, man."
Jordan nodded. He saw Aya following Hwoarang. Since everyone's busy, I'll go spend some time with her. He walked out on the terrace and found Fay sitting on a bench gazing at the night sky. "it's a bit chilly out here" he said sitting down next to her. He placed his hand over hers, "why are you sitting here all alone?" he asked looking at the distant city lights.
Fay shivered at his touch but didn't remove her hand. "You can't see the stars from here," she responded still looking towards the pitch-black sky. "Stargazing relaxes me. I love that we are all together, but I needed a breather. I need some time alone." she lowered her eyes and glanced at Jordan; "why are you here?"
Jordan turned his gaze to look at Fay, she is absolutely gorgeous; he thought and once again averted his eyes towards the city below. "I thought you might want some company," he said nonchalantly. Truth was he wanted to spend some time alone with her without the rest of the group sticking their nose.
"Did you know that there is a myth about how the Milky Way formed in the sky?"
"No," was Jordan's response as he moved a little closer to Fay, "but I would like to hear it," he said removing his hand from hers and snaking it around her waist to pull her even closer.
Fay sighed lightly feeling her heart beat faster at the gesture. She placed her head in the nook of Jordan's neck, "well, it's an old Greek myth, "she said softly, "Zeus was married to his sister Hera, and had an illegitimate child, Heracles, with a mortal woman. One day he brought the child to Olympus to breastfeed while Hera was asleep, but the boy bit hard on her nipple waking her up and pushed the boy away spilling her milk in the Universe thus forming the Milky Way." She concluded nestling in his arms.
Jordan smiled, "were did you read that?" he inquired planting a gentle kiss on her forehead.
"Aya told me," she responded with a smile, kissing his neck in return. "She likes to read about myths. She told me on a camping trip she forced me to go," Fay laughed, "I ended up enjoying myself."
"Mika keeps calling you two Ying and Yang. I see how it kind of sticks."
Fay laughed and hugged Jordan's waist, "that's the reason we are friends; we both complement each other being so different." She traced her fingers along his chest until they reached his chin. "Kiss me." She commanded.
Jordan looked at Fay with tenderness, a feeling he thought was long lost; but he felt his heart skip a beat, Hmm… What is this feeling? He questioned himself lowering his lips to hers.
The moment their lips met; Fay felt like she was being washed away by a tidal wave of lustful emotions. Never in her life had she experienced fireworks bursting inside her, sparking tingling sensations in every cell of her body. The man kissing her had swept her off her feet with only one kiss. I am losing my mind; she thought moving her hands to the back of his neck and pulling him as closer as possible.
Jordan's cupped her cheek with one hand, kissing her passionately.
"Ahem... Sorry to interrupt," Aya's voice was heard making Fay jump away for Jordan.
"Shit."
"I am so sorry," Fay apologized, covering her mouth, "I didn't mean to bite you." She winced at the mention.
"Aren't you worried that somebody will catch you two making out?" Aya was smiling standing by the terrace entrance. They both ignored her question so she continued with why she was actually there, "Jordan, I need you to defuse the tension inside," she said gleefully; "Mika is about to blow a fuse and murder Hwoarang!"
"They can kill each other for all I care." He muttered, pulling out a cigarette, and lit it. "Jesus! Can't we get some privacy," He noticed blood on his lip. He wiped it off with his tongue.
"Aya, go away!" Fay shoo-ed her.
Aya rolled her eyes and left them.
Fay gave him a sheepish smile; "sorry again." She giggled, covering her mouth.
He moved his face towards her. "What?"
"I never realised that you smoke until we had breakfast with your mom." She pointed out. It's not like it bothers me, but…
"Good God! Don't remind me of that day." He said remorsefully.
Fay kept silent.
Jordan kept on smoking. "You're really not the curious type, are you?"
"You mean nosy?" she asked, making him smirk. "No, I am not. I don't like to give information about my private life. There are only some that know. Plus, if you never said anything about yours, it really is none of my business."
"I see."
Fay hesitated, "You never asked either."
"About?"
Fay put her legs up, hugging them. She leaned her head towards him, "my relationship with Lee."
"It doesn't matter." He replied, throwing the cigarette on the floor and stepping on it. "It's what's now. I never care for the past."
His answer made her smile "Will your housemaid appreciate you for throwing a cigarette on the terrace?" she joked. "When you spoke to her on the phone earlier telling her that we are here, it seems that that you were close."
Jordan gave a slight laugh. "I had to warn her before she gets a heart attack. She's been with us since I was a kid," he said, overlooking the city lights. "She was also Natalie's nanny." He paused when he realised what was uttered.
Fay noticed that he went absolutely quiet. There was a sad look on his face. "I don't think you've mentioned her to me before."
Jordan shook his head. He leaned forward, placing his elbows on his knees. "Can you believe me having a thirteen-year-old? Every time you think you're over it, the grief hits you again." He kept his gaze forward focusing on the railing, "It made me realise that there really is no time frame. It hits you hard always. It's a messy business."
Fay stood up and moved to sit behind him on the bench, placing her arms tightly around him. He held her arm. "I would have had a baby girl who was going to be almost one too. Sometimes you don't know what life has planned for you." She whispered in his ear. "You know what hurts the most? The people around you struggle because they don't know what to say. I can tell that sometimes they find it difficult to talk to me. I had to feel sorrow on my own." She tightened her hold on him. "Sometimes just speaking the dead's name helps. Even now with Dionne gone nobody speaks her name. It's as if they are afraid to acknowledge it."
Jordan slanted back, and put his head on her chest. He looked up at her from his angle, admiring her calmness. She's so easy to talk to… "True, but…"
"Jordan, you have to help!' Aya shouted from the terrace glass door. "They're at each other's throat."
Jordan swore out loud, letting go of Fay's arm. I cannot get peace with Fay at all! I was relaxed. He sat up from his warm position, rubbing his arm in annoyance. "I'm sorry. Let me go and shoot them both." He stood up, leaving Fay.
Next Morning
Fay was sipping her coffee with Aya. They were seated on the bar stools of the open plan kitchen space. Jordan's apartment was a masterpiece. It was so spacious with high windows, and wooden floor.
The space opposite the kitchen had a spacious white sofa with Gray pillows, and two Gray chairs. A white rug on the wooden floor and a brown marble table. If you moved a bit to the side, there was a bar table and stool where it divided the living space with the kitchen.
"He really has a nice apartment." Aya remarked.
"Yes." Fay agreed.
"What the FUCK do you mean it can't be claimed?! I paid for insurance." They heard Jordan shout close by.
Fay groaned. "He's been arguing with the insurance company all morning."
"It's a limited edition. They don't make it like this anymore!" he snapped, walking to where they were.
Aya hid her laughter.
Jordan was pacing the living room. "Why am I even talking to you. Let your manager call me!" he said, hanging up. He kicked the chair angrily, then without warning just threw his phone across the hall.
[SMACK]
Fay got off the stool, and walked to him. "Jordan." She held his upper arm gently.
He looked at her semi-angry.
"You need to calm down." She pushed him towards the stool bar, and made him sit next to Aya.
Aya furrowed her brows. "Why don't you just pay for it?"
"It's 1.2 Million."
"So, honey? That's pennies for you, no?" Aya joked.
Jordan glared at her. "It's a fucking principle. I paid for insurance. Do you know how much that costs?! They have to fix it for me."
"But I don't think you signed a contract to drive at high speed after a maniac if it gets damaged." Aya retorted.
"At high-speed trying to save your ass!" He snapped, making her gasp. "This is my baby. I had to wait two years for her until I got her." He sounded off, frustrated. "I'm making an effort to at least get them to cover half of it."
Aya was going to jumble something else, but Fay was giving her daggers so she would shut up. Aya rolled her eyes, jumping off the stool. "I know when I am not needed." She left them, muttering something about him being a diva.
Fay sensed his discontent, but there really was nothing she could do about it.
"Oy! What's all that shouting about?" Mika mumbled grumpily, walking towards them. 'Should you be loud so early in the morning." He took out a jug of milk from the fridge and poured the liquid into a glass.
Jordan was still fuming. "Its just that the insurance company is being a pain in the ass."
"Which company do you deal with?" he drank his milk, standing opposite where they sat on the stool.
"It's Lamborghini's."
Mika picked the pad and pen from the table. "Just give me your claim number, and I'll sort it out for you."
Fay raised her eyebrow while Jordan seemed somewhat surprised. "Sort it out for me? What do you mean? Are you going to go and shoot them?"
Mika winked at him. "Just write down the number." He pushed the pad and pen towards him.
Jordan gave him a sceptical look; however, he scrolled through his phone, found the number and wrote it down. He got off the stool, "I'm going to go and work out."
When Jordan left, Fay peered at Mika. "What are you up to?"
Mika sat down next to her, picking up a piece of bread. "My uncle owns that company, and I'm his favourite nephew."
Fay found herself laughing. "You're too cute."
"I know." He gave her a cheesy smile.