Uncrossing Jordan---CHAPTER 3---

*****Strong Sexual Content*** please be advised….

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When I woke up in the morning, Jordan was in my arms. I ran my hands up and down her back, over the cotton of her t-shirt. I could tell she was awake but neither of us moved.
"Bet you never woke up cuddling with one of your Boy Scout buddies after camping?" Jordan said suddenly and my body wracked with quiet chuckles.

"No…can't say I did." I said laughing and Jordan rolled over, stretching as she looked out at the late morning sun.

"Boy, we really slept." I said sitting up and stretching and popping. Jordan rolled over and sat up while I hopped to my feet and ran to the kitchen. When I returned, I was carrying a bowl of fruit and a box of Cheerios in one arm and two bowls and spoons and I carton of milk in the other. Jordan stood and took them from me setting them down on the blankets in front of us. She picked up a spoon and then looked at it closer when something popped into her head.

"What?" I asked sitting Indian style and heaping spoonfuls of cereal into my mouth. Jordan nodded.

"Got another one." She said and it took me a minute to realize that she meant another childhood thing she had never done.

"And what's that?" I asked setting down my bowl.

"I could never do that hanging the spoon from your nose thing." She said giving it a try. I chuckled and took my own spoon out of the bowl and dried it off on my shirt.

"It's all in the perspiration." I said breathing on the inside of the spoon and trying myself to hang the spoon from my nose. I got it to stick finally and said, "Taddaa!" to which Jordan chuckled and finally managed to get her spoon to stick. We looked at each other, having each just seen the other go cross-eyed to see their spoon and broke into a fit of chuckles.

"So what do you wanna do today Jordan, a little more surfing maybe, snorkeling, take the boat out for some fishing?" I said and Jordan looked over at the rickety boat next to the other side of the house.

"Are you sure that thing'll float?" She asked with a smile.

"Of course it will! And besides, we're not going out that far anyway." I said and Jordan jumped to her feet.

"Sure! Why not." She said and went into the house to get changed. I cleaned up our breakfast and decided to just stay in what I was wearing and rolled up the pant legs of my silky track pants. When Jordan came back out I had already put the fishing poles in the boat and pushed it to the edge of the water. She spotted me and shook her head as she walked over to the boat laughing at my pants. I pretended to ignore her and she threw a bag of corn in the boat.

"Corn, Jordan? This is deep sea fishing…corn is not gonna work." I said offering her my hand and helping her get into the boat. I threw my uncle's expensive, lure filled tackle box into the boat and hopped in after pushing the boat into the water.


"This is deep sea fishing Jordan. Corn won't catch you anything." Jordan said deepening her voice as she held us the string of sea bass she had nabbed in the past two hours. I sighed and looked down at the one little baby bass on my rope and petted it dramatically.

"Oh shut up." I said playfully. "Or I won't share my catch with you for dinner this week." I said warningly.

"Why don't you just leave that out for the little stray cat that keeps hanging around the house?" Jordan said playfully back and I shot her a mock angry look to which she broke into laughter.

"Would you keep it down?! You're voice is scaring away all of my fish!" I said laughing and Jordan threw a handful of corn at my head. A few pieces stuck to my face and I squished my face up as Jordan broke out into full-fledged laughter now.
I jumped forward and sacked her to the floor of the boat, tickling her. Jordan screeched with laughter and I kept asking her if it was funny anymore. She finally called a truce after about 20 seconds and I backed away from her confident in my manly abilities. I looked around to see where we had drifted to and noticed a cave a little ways off in the distance. Jordan didn't see it. I asked her if she wanted to go back to shore now having successfully demeaned my manhood. She just laughed again and agreed.

We were both to full from the meal the night before to eat anything real big for dinner so we just had some oatmeal around 9 o'clock while sitting in the hammock together again.  I was laying with one foot out of the hammock which I was using to swing us. Jordan was nestled snuggly in the crook of my arm with one leg thrown over my inactive one. We were chatting for the first time in four days about home. Just wondering what our friends were doing, joking about what they probably figured WE were doing. Then somehow we got on the subject of the skinny dipping scene in "Jaws" and Jordan suddenly had an epiphany.

"Woody? Can I inquire into YOUR missed childhood events for a second?" Jordan asked and I was mildly concerned with where this was going.

"Ummm…..uh huh…." I said quietly and Jordan lifted her head from my chest, a Grinch-like smile on her lips.

"Have YOU ever gone skinny dipping?" She asked and I thanked the quarter moon for shedding little light on the redness of my cheeks. I was quiet a minute, looking out at the water.
"No, Jordan…I have never gone skinny dipping before." I said with a smirk and Jordan slowly rolled off of the hammock leaving me alone in it.

"So….you wanna?" She asked childishly and poked me in the ribs with her pointer finger. I slumped further into the hammock and Jordan pulled on my hand.

"Oh come on Wood! I promise NOT to molest you…much." She said and I shifted uncomfortably in the hammock. Before I could open my mouth to say no, Jordan was yanking me along the sand towards the ocean. When we got to the edge of the water, I let the water rush around my bare toes. It was as warm as bath water.

I sighed, cursing the hot day's sun for leaving me no excuse to not go in. I turned and looked both ways up the beach making sure that none of the far off neighbor's were taking a summer stroll along the shore.  I was too caught up in my visual recon of the beach that I hadn't noticed Jordan stepping towards me. She was inches from my face and I looked down at the sand briefly.

She brought her hand up to my waist where my pants separated from my undershirt and let her right hand travel slowly up under my shirt and along my abdomen. She stopped her hand over my heart and feeling it racing fiercely, smiled.

"Relax Woody, I want this." She said and I looked nervously off over the ocean.

"Are you sure? Because I'm not sure you do. And…and …I'm worried that…" she cut in softly.

"What are you worried about?" She asked letting her other hand slide up my chest as well.

"I'm worried…that…that…you think…this…is why I brought you hear." I said sadly. Jordan stepped up on her tip-toes and whispered into my ear.

"I know you, Woody, and…because I know you, I know that this isn't why you brought me hear." She said and kissed from my neck down to my chest. I lifted her chin and looked into her eyes.
"But do you really want this now?" I asked and Jordan smiled.

"Well, I was thinking we could still play in the water for a little first?" she asked and I was happy that she wasn't rushing. That's how I could tell that she was thinking clearly. I smiled and answered her by helping her pull off my shirt. Jordan let her board shorts fall to the ground and then pulled her tank top over her head before running into the gentle waves. I laughed and took off after her, tripping all the way in as I yanked my pants off and threw them onto the sand. Jordan was wading up to about her neck, so I knew that I still had a ways to go before I couldn't stand anymore. I came up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist. She leaned back against me and a rush of warmth spread over me. Jordan must have felt it to, because she turned to face me. She smiled in the moonlight and reached up to trace my jaw with the salty water from her fingertips. I looked up at the moon and Jordan trailed her finger slowly down my throat and to the dry cleft between my collar bones. Water pooled there and Jordan leaned forward and kissed along the trail. I lowered my head again and kissed the top of her head where her hair parted. I brought my arms up out of the water and laid them softly down against the cool skin of her bare back and trailed my fingers up and down her spine, running my fingertips over each bump in her spine. Jordan shivered and I pulled back to look in her eyes.
 "Are you cold?" I whispered hoarsely and Jordan smiled and looked up at me again.

"It's not the cold it's the company." She said quietly and I leaned forward capturing her lips gently with my front teeth. Jordan moaned into my mouth and that only served to arouse me more. I pulled her into my arms and pressed my body to hers. This time I moaned and Jordan's arms encircled my neck and she pulled herself up around me. Just as she wrapped her legs around my waist, I began to feel cold trickles on my shoulders. I stopped kissing Jordan.

"What?" She asked trying to steady her breathing. I was trying to catch my own breath as I looked up into the dark night sky.

It had started to rain. Before I could even open my mouth, the heaven's opened up and it began to pour.

"OHHH!! WHY!!??" I yelled as Jordan chuckled, letting go of me and heading for the shore. I stayed, set on venting my frustrations to God.

"Jordan pulled on her shorts and tank top, then turned and yelled at me.

"Woody! Will you come in here!" She yelled over the pelting of rain into the ocean. I  ignored her and continued to shake my fist at the sky.

"Why!? When all I've ever been is a good person!? I'm a COP! I help people! Can't you for once help me!?" I yelled and Jordan laughed. I watched her heading back to the house.

"Oh well, guess I'll just go to sleep then." She said loud enough for me to hear. I stopped my ranting and took into consideration my current situation. I was standing in the ocean, in the rain, yelling at God, naked. And I was alone. Then I remembered what had been about to happen right before I started yelling and high tailed it outta the ocean, pulling my pants on as I ran slipping and falling multiple times as I went. Jordan was already long in the house and when I finally got into the living room through the back door, she wasn't there anymore. I decided to catch my breath and make my impending entrance into her room a little less bumbling and clumsy. I slicked my hair back in the living room mirror and took a deep breath before heading down the hall to Jordan's room.

I rounded the corner of her door and almost let out a very unman like squeal. Jordan was laying on her side in bed, obviously undressed and leaning on the palm of one hand. The white sheets were pulled up under her armpits and her wet hair was falling tousled around her face. She had lit several candles around the room and soft reggae music was flowing from the radio on the dresser. Jordan raised her free hand and beckoned me over with her pointer finger. I looked around the room. Her clothes were balled on the floor and all of the shudders of the windows in the room were opened, the soft sound of the rain flowing into the room. I smiled at Jordan and ran a hand through my wet hair again.

"You're definitely sure about this?" I asked one last time and Jordan threw her head back on the pillows.
"Get over here Farm Boy before I kick your ass." She said staring at the ceiling smiling. That was enough for me. I dropped my track pants and slid playfully under the covers at the bottom of the bed and crawled up along side of Jordan as she chuckled a deep sexy chuckle that drove me crazy. As I popped out from the cool, cotton sheets, Jordan rolled to her side again and nuzzled my cheek with her nose. I laughed and rolled on top of her gently pinning her wrists into the fluffy down mattress. I looked into her eyes from on top of her and they were bright with desire. I bowed my head down to hers and let my forehead rest against hers before tilting my chin ever so slightly to catch her lips with mine. I bit her lip softly again and Jordan raised her hips to mine. I gently guided them back down onto the bed and slipped my knee between her thighs to part them. She complied eagerly and I settled myself between them. Jordan rose against me again and this time I didn't tease her. I've never been with anyone like I was…am with Jordan. It sounds silly even to think it in my head but it's true. We complimented each other perfectly, knowing exactly what the other wanted without ever asking. I remembered everything about that night from the gentle tapping of the rain on the roof, to the noise Jordan made when I grazed my teeth along her shoulder.

The next morning, I slipped quietly out of bed and pulled a blanket from the floor to wrap around me. I went out to the hammock and sat softly back into it. My legs were longer than the blanket and from my knees down hung over the canvas. I gently swung myself and the rope creaked against the palm trees. I watched the sunrise over the ocean and sighed. I hadn't been so happy in a long time. Not just because I had slept with Jordan, but happy that I had sort of finally made it to the prom. I found the girl of my dreams and last night, she had told me she loved me and I had returned the gesture. It wasn't in the throws of passion, or immediately after our bodies had parted. It was hours later as we lay still awake, and I was holding her hand possessively to my chest.  She was teasing me about going back to Wisconsin now that I had lost the promotion and I laughed.
"Nah, you're stuck with me for good. They could demote me to a desk clerk and I would still stay in Boston with you." I said tickling her side. Jordan suddenly rolled to her stomach and smiled at me.

"I love you." She said, like it was a birthmark she hadn't noticed on me before. I smiled and ran my hand through her soft curly hair.

"I love you too, Jordan." I said and she lay her head on my chest and fell asleep.

I was ruminating on this while sitting in the hammock and then Jordan popped her head out the screen door at me. She had pulled some blankets off the bed to wrap around herself as well.
"Hey, we could almost make our own bed out here." I said grinning. Jordan waddled over to the hammock and jumped on me. I let out an "oof" and Jordan smiled self-satisfactorily.

"So," I said nudging Jordan and wrapping my arms around her again as I squinted in the light of the rising red sun. Feel like that swim now?" I asked and yawned.

"Aren't you worried the neighbors might be sitting in the bushes a mile off, with their long-range binoculars Wood?" She asked sarcastically and I stood quickly out of the hammock with Jordan swaddled in my arms, poised to race for the water. "Nah, they're used to it."  I said hoisting Jordan up a little higher as she giggled. She took my chin and turned my face to hers. "I thought you said that you'd never gone skinny dipping before?" She said softly kissing my lips. I smiled.

"I haven't…now Uncle Jimmy on the other hand…" I said and playfully nudged Jordan's nose with mine before bolting for the water and throwing Jordan into the waves.