Jordan made plans to head out to L.A. the next weekend. She decided that
they should camp out in the Mojave Desert like they had been forced to do
the last time they were out there while investigating the body they had
found in the tractor-trailer. Her mind wandered back to the memory of that
night, it was the first time they had kissed. The memory was bittersweet,
the thought of the kiss they had shared made her happy but she had been the
one to insist they stay just friends. If she had listened to her heart back
then and let down her guard maybe he would still be in Boston, with her.
For the first time that thought didn't scare her, she wanted him to be back
home and to be with her. She had to tell him all of this, she just hoped
she wouldn't lose her nerve when she got there and saw him. She shook off
the thought. No, I can't chicken out, I wont, I have to tell him. She tried
to reassure herself that she could do it and hoped he would be happy about
her revelations and return the affection. These worries plagued her the
entire long flight. All her concerns went away when she stepped off the
plane and saw Woody there waiting for her.
She smiled happily as their eyes met. He grinned back as he started towards her. She ran towards him, unable to control her excitement at seeing him. He picked her up in his arms as she threw her arms tightly around him. He just held her there in a strong but loving embrace. He kissed her cheek tenderly and she silently wished it were her lips he was kissing instead. They held each other for a while, neither of them wanting to leave the other's arms. When they finally did part, they noticed an elderly woman staring at them, smiling.
"I'm sorry kids, I don't mean to stare, it's just the two of you look like you're so in love and it's so rare to see that these days"
Woody and Jordan smiled at each other and at hearing the lady's words, neither of them bothering to correct her assumption of them being a couple.
She laid one hand affectionately on each of their cheeks. "You make sure you hold onto that, love like this is hard to come by, so don't you ever forget how you feel this very moment"
"We wont, I promise" Jordan answered letting her hand stroke Woody's back. Woody smiled affectionately at her, then to the woman who said such sweet things.
"Thank you Maa'm" he said politely and genuinely. The lady walked away from them, smiling the whole time.
"She thought we were a couple" Woody noted.
"Yeah, how bout that?" Jordan answered joyfully, putting her arms around his.
Once they were in the car Woody asked, "So what do you want to do? Go tot the beach? See the sites?"
"Please Woody I used to live here remember? I don't care about any of that crap, I've already done all that stuff"
"Okay, so what then?"
"I thought we could go camping actually"
He raised his eyebrows in question. "Camping?"
"Yeah in the Mojave desert, like we were before"
"Yeah, I remember the Mojave desert Jordan" he said seriously.
"I just thought it would be a good chance for us to spend some time alone together since we haven't spent any time together in forever" She watched him carefully, trying to gauge his reaction. She could tell his mind was racing, trying to figure out what she was up to. She almost laughed out loud at this, good, keep him guessing, she though to herself.
"Okay" he finally agreed. They went back to his place so he could grab some clothes while she inspected his apartment. Then they went to a camping store to pick up some supplies before heading out to the desert. It was almost dark by the time they got there and found a place to set up camp. Woody set up the tent, showing off his Boy Scout skills, and then they sat down side-by-side talking about anything and everything, catching up.
Jordan was becoming increasingly comfortable and actually started thinking telling him how she felt would be easier than she thought. She suddenly realized he was telling her a story and she had no idea what he was saying. She was just staring at him, wanting to make her move and kiss him, and trying desperately to think of a way to tell him.
He reached over and grazed her cheek with his hand. "You weren't listening to any of that were you?"
"No" she smiled honestly. That was it, this was her chance. She slid closer to him and placed her hand on his knee. He looked down at her hand then at her.
Deep breath, here we go. "See there's this new homicide detective I've been working with"
Woody looked away, thinking she was going to say she was dating this new guy. He wanted to throw up. She didn't miss his reaction.
"And I've been nothing but horrible to him, I thought at first it was just because I really didn't like him but then Garrett made me realize that wasn't the reason at all" She paused a minute.
"What then?" Woody inquired.
"I was made at him for you not being there" She leaned over and kissed him before he had a chance to react to what she had said. The kiss was small but sweet, they kissed softly a few more times before Woody pulled back.
"Jordan, what are we doing?"
"Kissing" she answered trying to kiss him again.
He pulled away. "Are you doing this now because we're thousands of miles apart and you think it's safe to hook up with me now?"
"No, It's just since you've been gone I've been thinking about us, pretty much non-stop actually"
"Are you sure it isn't just about being back here in the desert where we first kissed?"
"No Woody, I just want to find out what I've been missing. Don't you want to give us a chance?" she asked trying for another kiss.
This time he didn't resist. He kissed her deeply and grazed his hand along her cheek. They kissed deeply for a long time.
"Jordan, tell me you're sure you want to do this" he managed to mumble breathlessly between kisses.
She pulled back to look him in the eyes and answered, "Yes Woody, I'm very sure"
He could tell she was speaking honestly and from her heart by her expression; there was a combination of fear and excitement in her eyes. He stood up and pulled her to her feet, then swept her up in his arms and carried her over to the sleeping bags they had laid out in preparation to sleep under the stars. They ended up making love under the stars instead. It was sweet and tender, a powerful outburst of the emotions that had been building up inside of them for so long. They laid in each other's arms all night. Sometimes talking, other times just staring up at the beautiful desert night sky. Both of them wishing this night didn't have to end. Jordan was starting to drift off to sleep so comfortable and happy there in Woody's arms. He was watching her.
"Promise me something?" he whispered. She turned her head to look at him.
"Promise me you won't run"
She smiled. "I'm not going anywhere, well except back to Boston because well I still live there, but we don't have to think about any of that right now, not tonight," she said wanting to keep their perfect night intact. He kissed her forehead lovingly and they fell asleep happily in each others arms.
She smiled happily as their eyes met. He grinned back as he started towards her. She ran towards him, unable to control her excitement at seeing him. He picked her up in his arms as she threw her arms tightly around him. He just held her there in a strong but loving embrace. He kissed her cheek tenderly and she silently wished it were her lips he was kissing instead. They held each other for a while, neither of them wanting to leave the other's arms. When they finally did part, they noticed an elderly woman staring at them, smiling.
"I'm sorry kids, I don't mean to stare, it's just the two of you look like you're so in love and it's so rare to see that these days"
Woody and Jordan smiled at each other and at hearing the lady's words, neither of them bothering to correct her assumption of them being a couple.
She laid one hand affectionately on each of their cheeks. "You make sure you hold onto that, love like this is hard to come by, so don't you ever forget how you feel this very moment"
"We wont, I promise" Jordan answered letting her hand stroke Woody's back. Woody smiled affectionately at her, then to the woman who said such sweet things.
"Thank you Maa'm" he said politely and genuinely. The lady walked away from them, smiling the whole time.
"She thought we were a couple" Woody noted.
"Yeah, how bout that?" Jordan answered joyfully, putting her arms around his.
Once they were in the car Woody asked, "So what do you want to do? Go tot the beach? See the sites?"
"Please Woody I used to live here remember? I don't care about any of that crap, I've already done all that stuff"
"Okay, so what then?"
"I thought we could go camping actually"
He raised his eyebrows in question. "Camping?"
"Yeah in the Mojave desert, like we were before"
"Yeah, I remember the Mojave desert Jordan" he said seriously.
"I just thought it would be a good chance for us to spend some time alone together since we haven't spent any time together in forever" She watched him carefully, trying to gauge his reaction. She could tell his mind was racing, trying to figure out what she was up to. She almost laughed out loud at this, good, keep him guessing, she though to herself.
"Okay" he finally agreed. They went back to his place so he could grab some clothes while she inspected his apartment. Then they went to a camping store to pick up some supplies before heading out to the desert. It was almost dark by the time they got there and found a place to set up camp. Woody set up the tent, showing off his Boy Scout skills, and then they sat down side-by-side talking about anything and everything, catching up.
Jordan was becoming increasingly comfortable and actually started thinking telling him how she felt would be easier than she thought. She suddenly realized he was telling her a story and she had no idea what he was saying. She was just staring at him, wanting to make her move and kiss him, and trying desperately to think of a way to tell him.
He reached over and grazed her cheek with his hand. "You weren't listening to any of that were you?"
"No" she smiled honestly. That was it, this was her chance. She slid closer to him and placed her hand on his knee. He looked down at her hand then at her.
Deep breath, here we go. "See there's this new homicide detective I've been working with"
Woody looked away, thinking she was going to say she was dating this new guy. He wanted to throw up. She didn't miss his reaction.
"And I've been nothing but horrible to him, I thought at first it was just because I really didn't like him but then Garrett made me realize that wasn't the reason at all" She paused a minute.
"What then?" Woody inquired.
"I was made at him for you not being there" She leaned over and kissed him before he had a chance to react to what she had said. The kiss was small but sweet, they kissed softly a few more times before Woody pulled back.
"Jordan, what are we doing?"
"Kissing" she answered trying to kiss him again.
He pulled away. "Are you doing this now because we're thousands of miles apart and you think it's safe to hook up with me now?"
"No, It's just since you've been gone I've been thinking about us, pretty much non-stop actually"
"Are you sure it isn't just about being back here in the desert where we first kissed?"
"No Woody, I just want to find out what I've been missing. Don't you want to give us a chance?" she asked trying for another kiss.
This time he didn't resist. He kissed her deeply and grazed his hand along her cheek. They kissed deeply for a long time.
"Jordan, tell me you're sure you want to do this" he managed to mumble breathlessly between kisses.
She pulled back to look him in the eyes and answered, "Yes Woody, I'm very sure"
He could tell she was speaking honestly and from her heart by her expression; there was a combination of fear and excitement in her eyes. He stood up and pulled her to her feet, then swept her up in his arms and carried her over to the sleeping bags they had laid out in preparation to sleep under the stars. They ended up making love under the stars instead. It was sweet and tender, a powerful outburst of the emotions that had been building up inside of them for so long. They laid in each other's arms all night. Sometimes talking, other times just staring up at the beautiful desert night sky. Both of them wishing this night didn't have to end. Jordan was starting to drift off to sleep so comfortable and happy there in Woody's arms. He was watching her.
"Promise me something?" he whispered. She turned her head to look at him.
"Promise me you won't run"
She smiled. "I'm not going anywhere, well except back to Boston because well I still live there, but we don't have to think about any of that right now, not tonight," she said wanting to keep their perfect night intact. He kissed her forehead lovingly and they fell asleep happily in each others arms.
