Surprises and Forgiveness
At 11:04, Jordan's buzzer rang. She knew it was Woody. She hadn't stopped thinking about him and what she would say since she left the morgue. When she opened the door, she saw him. Woody looked deep into Jordan's dark brown mysterious eyes and Jordan couldn't help but look just as deep into his innocent, beautiful, baby blue eyes. Woody took a step closer to Jordan and they wrapped their arms around each other. Everything was back to normal, or so she thought.
As the two of them sat on the sofa, Jordan felt Woody's body tense up beside her.
"Why are you so uptight, Cowboy?" she said as she grinned at him.
"I'm not." He answered her, along with that sweet dimple filled smile.
"Look, I know that you want to talk... so let's talk. Why do you want us to be more than buds?"
Woody seemed to tense even more. He turned serious. Then he took a breath. "Jordan, I... I'm in love with you." She wasn't expecting this. Her heart skipped a beat when she heard the L word. Jordan could only stare at the handsome, boyish face looking back at her.
"I need to tell you some thing else..." Wood trailed off, sadness in his voice.
"What?" she was expecting the most unexpected at this point. She was still shaking from the last thing he said.
"Jordan, the reason I felt I had to tell you this was that... Jordan, I've been transferred."
"To where?" Jordan asked, sudden worry in her voice.
"Houston... Texas." It was like a lump had grown in his throat.
Jordan was on the verge of tears. It was hard for her to speak.
"Houston?! Good for you. You deserve the promotion." Tears filled her eyes.
"Jordan. Stop lying. If that was all that you felt, you wouldn't be crying right now."
"You are going to be great there. I'll be okay. I'll miss you, but I'll be fine." She was regaining her courage on the outside, but on the inside, her heart ached. Woody looked right past the fake courage and saw the real Jodan.
"You will not."
When she heard that, the floodgates opened. While he comforted her she let herself be the person she was underneath.
"Woody," she whispered. "I love you."
"I love you, too." With that, Jordan stood up from the couch. Woody looked up at her.
"Come on." She said to him quietly.
He got up from the couch. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he gave her a kiss. A long, passionate kiss. A kiss that ended in the bedroom. Things were starting to look up for the couple.
The next morning, Jordan woke up in Woody's strong arms. She turned her head to look at him and saw only his open big blue eyes.
"Hey." He said softly, smiling.
"Hey." Jordan replied.
Woody leaned over and kissed Jordan. She grinned at him. A few minutes later, they got up and Woody made some pancakes. When they were done eating, everything was cleaned up, and the two lovers had cuddled for a while, Jordan brought them back to the real world.
"When do you have to leave?"
"I'm supposed to leave at the end of January."
"That's what, three months? It's only October 2nd."
"I have to let them know if I take the promotion or not Monday."
"So if you get this promotion you've worked for, you have to move across the country, but if you want to stay here, you don't get the promotion?" she sounded a bit enraged. "That sounds about right. But I already know what I'm going to do."
Jordan took a deep breath. She wanted Woody to be happy, but she loved him and even though it was a bit selfish, she wanted him to stay. "What?"
As if reading her thoughts, Woody said, "I'm going to say that I don't need a promotion to be content. Jordan, I need you. You are all that I need to be happy. That's why I originally came here. I needed you to know that I really do love you."
"But you deserve the promotion. You've worked hard for it."
"I don't care. I am going to stay with you." He flashed his award winning smile.
"I refuse to stand in the way of your work. Will you get a raise if you move?"
"Not going to answer that, Jordan."
"I definitely am not going to get in the way of you getting a raise."
"Jordan, it's no biggie. Just shut up and be grateful that I'm not moving to Houston." At that, Woody kissed her, and that seemed to shut her up.
At 11:04, Jordan's buzzer rang. She knew it was Woody. She hadn't stopped thinking about him and what she would say since she left the morgue. When she opened the door, she saw him. Woody looked deep into Jordan's dark brown mysterious eyes and Jordan couldn't help but look just as deep into his innocent, beautiful, baby blue eyes. Woody took a step closer to Jordan and they wrapped their arms around each other. Everything was back to normal, or so she thought.
As the two of them sat on the sofa, Jordan felt Woody's body tense up beside her.
"Why are you so uptight, Cowboy?" she said as she grinned at him.
"I'm not." He answered her, along with that sweet dimple filled smile.
"Look, I know that you want to talk... so let's talk. Why do you want us to be more than buds?"
Woody seemed to tense even more. He turned serious. Then he took a breath. "Jordan, I... I'm in love with you." She wasn't expecting this. Her heart skipped a beat when she heard the L word. Jordan could only stare at the handsome, boyish face looking back at her.
"I need to tell you some thing else..." Wood trailed off, sadness in his voice.
"What?" she was expecting the most unexpected at this point. She was still shaking from the last thing he said.
"Jordan, the reason I felt I had to tell you this was that... Jordan, I've been transferred."
"To where?" Jordan asked, sudden worry in her voice.
"Houston... Texas." It was like a lump had grown in his throat.
Jordan was on the verge of tears. It was hard for her to speak.
"Houston?! Good for you. You deserve the promotion." Tears filled her eyes.
"Jordan. Stop lying. If that was all that you felt, you wouldn't be crying right now."
"You are going to be great there. I'll be okay. I'll miss you, but I'll be fine." She was regaining her courage on the outside, but on the inside, her heart ached. Woody looked right past the fake courage and saw the real Jodan.
"You will not."
When she heard that, the floodgates opened. While he comforted her she let herself be the person she was underneath.
"Woody," she whispered. "I love you."
"I love you, too." With that, Jordan stood up from the couch. Woody looked up at her.
"Come on." She said to him quietly.
He got up from the couch. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he gave her a kiss. A long, passionate kiss. A kiss that ended in the bedroom. Things were starting to look up for the couple.
The next morning, Jordan woke up in Woody's strong arms. She turned her head to look at him and saw only his open big blue eyes.
"Hey." He said softly, smiling.
"Hey." Jordan replied.
Woody leaned over and kissed Jordan. She grinned at him. A few minutes later, they got up and Woody made some pancakes. When they were done eating, everything was cleaned up, and the two lovers had cuddled for a while, Jordan brought them back to the real world.
"When do you have to leave?"
"I'm supposed to leave at the end of January."
"That's what, three months? It's only October 2nd."
"I have to let them know if I take the promotion or not Monday."
"So if you get this promotion you've worked for, you have to move across the country, but if you want to stay here, you don't get the promotion?" she sounded a bit enraged. "That sounds about right. But I already know what I'm going to do."
Jordan took a deep breath. She wanted Woody to be happy, but she loved him and even though it was a bit selfish, she wanted him to stay. "What?"
As if reading her thoughts, Woody said, "I'm going to say that I don't need a promotion to be content. Jordan, I need you. You are all that I need to be happy. That's why I originally came here. I needed you to know that I really do love you."
"But you deserve the promotion. You've worked hard for it."
"I don't care. I am going to stay with you." He flashed his award winning smile.
"I refuse to stand in the way of your work. Will you get a raise if you move?"
"Not going to answer that, Jordan."
"I definitely am not going to get in the way of you getting a raise."
"Jordan, it's no biggie. Just shut up and be grateful that I'm not moving to Houston." At that, Woody kissed her, and that seemed to shut her up.