They went back to his apartment and started making breakfast; Woody was
mixing pancake batter, turned away from Jordan. He saw this as a perfect
opportunity to breach the question he'd been dying to ask since they left
her apartment hours ago.
"So what question do you have that hasn't been answered?" he asked trying to sound casual.
He waited for a response but none came, when he turned to see what she was doing he found her standing right in front of him.
"Hi" he grinned. His grin faded when he saw the serious look on her face.
" I need to know if you've had enough of me, after all I've put you through. Do you still want to be with me?" He could see the fear in her eyes and heard her nervousness in her trembling words.
He just stood there, watching her. He was amazed by what he saw. He'd never once seen Jordan so nervous, so unsure of herself, she was always so tough and confident or so it seemed. She shifted nervously and looked down at the ground waiting impatiently for a response.
Woody touched her face gently guiding her eyes up to meet his. He wanted to see her face, her eyes for this conversation that was so long overdue.
Jordan didn't understand the feeling taking over, her chest was tight, she found it difficult to breathe and her stomach was doing somersaults. Why wasn't he answering? What was taking so long? She started to tell him never mind, that she was kidding, and run out, protect herself. Her mind was racing.
Suddenly his voice tore her away from her thoughts. "When we first met, I told you that I was attracted to you because you're complicated and that hasn't changed"
She laughed nervously, wanting to break the seriousness of the moment. "What? Me being complicated or you being attracted to me?"
"Either" he smiled, trying to ease the growing tension between them.
The uncomfortable silence quickly returned.
"Jordan, I care about you very much, probably even too much for my own good." She looked away suddenly wishing all of her issues would go away so that he could trust her.
"Okay, I guess I don't blame you, I wouldn't trust me either" she said quietly, now completely avoiding his eyes.
"I'm not telling you that I don't want to be with you, I do want to be with you, I have for a very long time"
"Why do I have the feeling that there is a very big but coming" she said trying to smile.
He half-smiled back. "But, I need to know that you can do this, that you wont freak out when things start getting close. I've got way too much invested emotionally to be able to handle you walking out on me"
"Well I cant guarantee anything here Woody, I wish I could tell you that everything will work out but I don't know what's going to happen with us, there's no way to know that. He nodded in understanding.
"But I am willing to give it a try, are you?" she asked hopefully.
Woody's classic ear-to-ear grin spread across his face as he answered. "I don't think I really have a choice," he said kissing her.
"So what question do you have that hasn't been answered?" he asked trying to sound casual.
He waited for a response but none came, when he turned to see what she was doing he found her standing right in front of him.
"Hi" he grinned. His grin faded when he saw the serious look on her face.
" I need to know if you've had enough of me, after all I've put you through. Do you still want to be with me?" He could see the fear in her eyes and heard her nervousness in her trembling words.
He just stood there, watching her. He was amazed by what he saw. He'd never once seen Jordan so nervous, so unsure of herself, she was always so tough and confident or so it seemed. She shifted nervously and looked down at the ground waiting impatiently for a response.
Woody touched her face gently guiding her eyes up to meet his. He wanted to see her face, her eyes for this conversation that was so long overdue.
Jordan didn't understand the feeling taking over, her chest was tight, she found it difficult to breathe and her stomach was doing somersaults. Why wasn't he answering? What was taking so long? She started to tell him never mind, that she was kidding, and run out, protect herself. Her mind was racing.
Suddenly his voice tore her away from her thoughts. "When we first met, I told you that I was attracted to you because you're complicated and that hasn't changed"
She laughed nervously, wanting to break the seriousness of the moment. "What? Me being complicated or you being attracted to me?"
"Either" he smiled, trying to ease the growing tension between them.
The uncomfortable silence quickly returned.
"Jordan, I care about you very much, probably even too much for my own good." She looked away suddenly wishing all of her issues would go away so that he could trust her.
"Okay, I guess I don't blame you, I wouldn't trust me either" she said quietly, now completely avoiding his eyes.
"I'm not telling you that I don't want to be with you, I do want to be with you, I have for a very long time"
"Why do I have the feeling that there is a very big but coming" she said trying to smile.
He half-smiled back. "But, I need to know that you can do this, that you wont freak out when things start getting close. I've got way too much invested emotionally to be able to handle you walking out on me"
"Well I cant guarantee anything here Woody, I wish I could tell you that everything will work out but I don't know what's going to happen with us, there's no way to know that. He nodded in understanding.
"But I am willing to give it a try, are you?" she asked hopefully.
Woody's classic ear-to-ear grin spread across his face as he answered. "I don't think I really have a choice," he said kissing her.