A/N Okay guys….I've read my e-mails and my reviews…and the fact is that my audience is pretty evenly split between those wanting Jordan to end up with Woody and those that want her to end up with Jack. And to be honest, I was pretty well split between the two myself because I like both characters.

So…..

I wrote two endings.

Read this chapter if you want her to end up with Woody. Go to the next chapter if you want her to be with Jack.

Never accuse me of not trying to please my audience.

Have fun…and enjoy…

Sherri

Chapter Twelve A

Woody Gets the Girl

It wasn't a kiss that was full of innocence. No. Not by a far cry. It was long and slow…wet and deep. The kind a man gives a woman he loves.

The kind a man gives a woman when he wants to know if she loves him. When he wants answers. And not necessarily with words.

Jordan couldn't breathe…all she could do was respond….with the kiss growing more heated by the minute…his tongue dueling with hers, his arms wrapped tightly around her…of which she was glad…because if his arms weren't there, she was sure she'd fall…her knees were already giving on her.

Finally, after breathless minutes, he gently eased back. "Is there, Jordan?" he asked "Is there any room in your heart left for me? I don't care how small…even if it's just a corner…I'll take it…"

"I thought you didn't want me in your life anymore."

"I was wrong…so wrong."

Jordan hesitated for a minute…but to deny what her heart was telling her would be short changing herself …Woody…and Jack.

But there was no way she wanted to be hurt again. Hesitantly she looked up into his eyes. "Woody…are you sure? I mean, I couldn't handle it again if at some point you turned to me and told me to get out of your life again…I just couldn't …" Her voice broke slightly on the last word.

Pulling her back against him, cradling her head on his chest, he replied. "I think I need to be asking you that question. Are you sure you want to risk it with me?"

Jordan looked into those blue eyes for a long minute, weighing her options. She could settle for what Jack offered…stability… a kind of love…

But not the type that made her lose her breath, her knees go weak, her heart nearly pound out of her chest, and her whole world stop with the mere touch of his hand.

Love, true love…does exist, Jordan. And even if you only have it for a short while, it's worth it… Garret's words filled her mind. Was it worth it?

Was he worth it?

Could she survive if he left her…like nearly everyone else in her life had done?

Even if you only have it for a short while, it's worth it….Again, Garret's words echoed through her mind. Jordan swallowed hard. It would be worth it…he was worth it. Worth the risk…worth even the heartbreak, if that happened.

"Woody…" she began, getting lost in his eyes and the touch of his hand that was gently massaging the back of her neck… "My feelings for you haven't changed…not a bit…I love you…I tried moving on, but my heart remained with you…I can't imagine…" She didn't get any further. He claimed her lips again.

"And I promise, this time, your heart is safe…I've lived without you nearly a whole year, knowing that another man could be becoming closer to you than I've ever been. That nearly ate me up inside. I vowed if I could ever get you back in Boston, I'd never let you leave again… at least without me. I love you, Jordan Cavanaugh."

He kissed her again, slow, wet, and deep. But this time there was a difference. This time it was a kiss of promise and possession…for her as well as him. And this time Woody didn't break the kiss, he simply picked her up and carried her to the bedroom, loving her until there was no doubt in Jordan's mind how he felt.

Garret was right, Jordan reflected later, cuddled close against Woody's side, her head on his chest. True love was worth the risk…and if it was inevitable, then all the broken roads in the world couldn't keep the right two people apart.