She smiled coyly after he had kissed her, he immediately returned to making dinner, trying to be cool about the fact that they had just kissed, rather than making a big deal about it, knowing that would probably freak her out and end the evening early. That was something he was desperately trying to avoid. Nothing big had to happen between them, he wasn't expecting any declarations of love or for them to have sex or anything but he wanted to make some headway in the right direction.

She helped him make dinner and they had a good time, laughing and talking about everyday stuff, everything was surprisingly comfortable.

"So I want to be with you" Jordan blurted out after dinner, they were just sitting on the couch talking and watching TV. Woody just looked at her for a long moment, completely surprised by her statement and wondering if he wasn't hearing things.

She just stared back at him in the uncomfortable silence since her admission. "If you don't want to be with me, just say it, I'm a big girl, I can handle the rejection" she began to ramble.

He didn't say anything, he just leaned over and kissed her tenderly to shut her up. "Of course I want to be with you Jordan, how could you possibly think I wouldn't?"

"Oh, I don't know Woody, maybe because of our ridiculously long history of near misses and all the crap we've been through, most of which I am solely responsible for..." she said beginning to ramble again.

"Jordan"

"What?" she asked looking at him.

"Shut up" he said kissing her again.

She gently pushed him away "Look here buddy, if we're gonna do this, I feel I should tell you if you ever say shut up to me again, I'm going to kick your ass" she smiled.

"Fair enough" he said and kissed her again, this time pulling her closer so that she was in his arms and lying comfortably on top of him on the couch.

They couldn't seem to stop kissing; they were fascinated with each other's mouth. Finally Woody pulled away "We're gonna have to stop this or I wont be able to" he said half sitting up.

"So? We don't have to stop" she asked and leaned in to kiss him again but he pulled away.

"Jordan" he warned.

"What?" she asked defensively.

"We cant, not tonight, I think we need to go slow"

"Uh! Here we go with the rules again, Woody, it's been like 3 years, how much slower can we go?"

"Can you honestly tell me you wont run away if we make love tonight?" he asked.

She hesitated.

"There's nothing wrong with waiting, taking things slow, I'm not rejecting you by any means, trust me, I want this like you wouldn't believe"

She couldn't help but laugh at his last statement. He laughed too.

"You think that's funny huh? You're telling me you don't want it?" he teased, slowly licking a trail below her ear that he knew would make her tingle.

"Alright point taken, do you think you can control yourself if you stay here tonight?"

"What's that? Jordan Cavanaugh is actually inviting a man to stay the night with her with no sex involved?" he joked.

"No, not a man Woody, you" she smirked.

He narrowed his eyes at her and prepared to pounce. She saw this and made an attempt to get away, she ran towards her bedroom but he caught her around the waist and tackled her onto the bed. He pinned her underneath his weight and leaned down and kissed her but he could tell this was exciting them both so he attacked her by tickling her.

"Ahhhhhh! Oh God Woody, stop!" she yelled between fits of laughter.

"That's not what a man wants to hear" he teased and continued his tickle assault. He finally gave up and rolled over onto the bed beside her. "You gonna be okay if I hold you tonight? I'm a cuddler," he admitted.

"That could be nice," she answered somewhat nervously. She had never spent the night with anyone; she was more of a get out before the morning kind of girl.

He stood up and took his shirt off so that he was just wearing his undershirt, Jordan was silently thanking God that he was wearing one, if she spent the night cuddled up next to his bare chest, they might not be waiting for anything.

"You gonna change?" he asked, knowing she was waiting to see what else he was planning to take off.

"I sleep buck naked, I like the feel of the sheets against my skin, should I undress right here or go into the bathroom? I don't really see the point though," she said seriously.

She watched him swallow hard, trying to control himself.

She burst out laughing, "I'm just kidding, I'll go change," she said grabbing a tank top and girl boxers.

Woody let out a deep breath, thankful that she was messing with him for once, there's no way he would have been able to keep his hands off a naked Jordan right beside him.