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Hey Everyone, So it's taking a while to get back into things. I have to figure out where to get to the point I want from where I left off. It's actually a little harder than I thought it would be and sometimes I wonder if I should even bother but there are a couple things left that I wish to tell of Anna's story before I walk away from it completely. Patience will be greatly appreciated while I

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Hey Everyone!It's been a long time but I haven't forgotten about this story. In fact, I've been thinking a lot about it lately. I'm thinking about returning to posting but I'm having issues deciding where to pick this story up. I want to continue from where it stopped but yet, I want to move on. When I decide what I'm gonna do, I'll let you all know, in a new post. Have a great day and I hope to

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“Have a seat,” Jordan motioned towards the couch as he guided me to the armchair. “Can I get you anything to drink?”While Zach and I told him we were good, Mary gazed up at him in an almost wishful fashion as she asked him, “Were my eyes deceiving me, or do you really have Nestle Quik on your kitchen counter?”“The syrup stuff?” He asked while making his way over to the kitchen’s entrance to check

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The week after we went house hunting, Jordan decided that he would take the time off work so he can pack and clean his old house. “It’s time to get serious and move out of here,” he told me Monday night when I came home from work. “I’m so tired of living here now.” With a chuckle, he told me that he was too impatient to move onto our new life together.I’m not exactly sure what he was doing during

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“I can’t believe it!” Zach slapped his fork down on the table, startling everyone seated around the table.“What’s wrong?” Mary frowned as she stared at him. “Is it dinner?”“No, of course not,” Zach replied as he shook his head. “Them!” He pointed, accusingly towards Jordan and me. “I can’t believe them!”“What?” Jordan shot me a quick ‘wtf’ glance. “What did we do?”Beside me, Chad chuckled. “Go

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Saturday morning, despite going to bed really late the night before, Jordan was wide awake at 6am and he didn’t leave me alone until I was as well. “Why?” I groaned as I buried my face against his chest. “It’s Saturday, why can’t we sleep in, just a little? Please Jordy?”“Come on!” He poked me in the ribs, chuckling when I batted his hand away and whined my displeasure. “It’s a beautiful day, the

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Jordan was panicking. Two weeks may have seemed like a lot of time to pack and move but from where he was standing it wasn’t, especially since it was actually 10 days, not 14. “I work 11 hours a day,” he told me as I went back to sorting through the piles of stuff in his spare bedroom. “And with Jenna being here, I figure that I may only have a couple hours to pack and clean.” “Well, Jordan, we’

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It was already dark by the time Jordan came home from work that night. Tired and just wanting to shower and get something to eat, he didn’t really want to talk about anything, especially anything that had to do with Joshua Baker. I tried to talk to him about his day – I asked him what was wrong – but he told me everything was fine.I didn’t believe him but I had house on my mind so I just wanted

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At the end of Wednesday’s show rehearsal, Josh asked me if I had a few minutes. Jenna, who seemed to be coming down with a cold, was cranky and whiny so I told him I really didn’t think it would be a good time. “Maybe on Friday,” I threw over my shoulder as I tried to wrestle Jenna into the boots she decided she wasn’t wearing anymore. “It won’t take long,” he insisted. “I just had something to

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The restaurant was nearly deserted which wasn’t really surprising since it was the middle of the afternoon on a holiday Monday. The waitress was no where to be seen as I stood in front of the ‘Please Wait to be Seated’ sign, neither was the person I was meeting. As I waited for the waitress to come over, I wondered why I was summoned out and why Jordan’s presence wasn’t requested.“Hello there,

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When I dropped Jenna off at Heather’s parents place they made a couple comments about being surprised that Jordan and I would need someone to look after Jenna that morning. I just brushed it off as them meaning that it was a surprise, with all the family that we both have, that we needed to call them. “Everyone had prior commitments.” Heather’s mom looked at me strangely but she didn’t say

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After their grandparents had dropped the news that they gave all the grandkids $50,000 and all the great grandkids $25,000 the evening seemed to go down hill. No one knew how to react. John. Well John was royally pissed that his parents sold the land. In not so many words, he pretty much kicked all of us out so that he could talk to his parents in private. The boys, though, didn’t want to leave

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They lost track of time. That was Jordan’s grandparents’ excuse when the boys returned to the house with them in tow. “They bumped into old friends,” Jordan explained when we finally settled around the dinning room table. “We found them standing in the parking lot, chatting like they had all the time in the world.” Chuckling softly, he told me that his grandmother was shocked to see his

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Mornings seemed to come long before I was ready for them. That Sunday morning, seemed to come a lot earlier than most. Or maybe it was all because of the man sleeping soundly beside me and his almost insatiable hunger the night before. Every single inch of my body was aching as I attempted to roll onto my side. “You better be as sore as me,” I muttered when I finally managed to make it over. As I

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After a long silence, Nick asked me if Jordan told me why he didn’t come home until after midnight. When I said no, that we hadn’t talked about what happened yet, that we would when Jenna was asleep, Nick just said, ‘oh’.“Was there something I should know?”“No, nothing really.”“Oh,” I frowned. “Then why did you ask that Nick?”“Just wanted to know if he told you how crazy he is, that’s all.”Jordan

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I woke up early the next morning with a lot on my mind. I hated the way things went after we viewed the last house the day before. I hated that Jordan talked to me like that in front of the girls but most of all I hated that I let him. But with all that said, I wasn’t upset with myself for not getting into a fight or whatever when he finally came home. It didn’t matter how much I hated what

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It was a disappointing evening. Not only was Jenna cranky and not interested at all in looking at houses with her dad and me, but Jordan seemed to be a little cranky himself. Or maybe it was that way because we couldn’t seem to agree on anything. If I liked something, he didn’t. If I didn’t like something, he just thought it was the coolest thing he ever saw.“Oh come on Anna,” he said as he

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I was going to ask him about his date and how come he agreed to go out on a night when he had Jesse – something that he wasn’t too willing to do before. But instead of those words coming out of my mouth, I asked, “With the waitress from Boston Pizza?”Josh’s smile disappeared. “How did you know?”Crap! I cringed. “She was that into you at the restaurant?” I offered.He wasn’t buying it for one

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I arrived at Harriet and John’s house a little late on Friday afternoon. I had hoped to be there and gone by three so I would be at the school in enough time to make sure that everything was ready for the day’s practice but I wasn’t able to get out of work early. When I walked into their house, they didn’t have Jenna ready to go. “I thought that Jenna would stay with me while you are at the

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I have to say I was kind of looking forward to the last rehearsal of the week for many reasons – the main one being that it was the last one for the week. The other reason was that Eric mentioned that Fireball, or the lead singer at least – would be dropping by for a quick meet and greet with the kids. Can you say excited? Oh my God! I was literally bouncing off the walls when I got up in the

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The whole time I spoke, Jordan kept his eyes on my face; he didn’t even bother to glance at the receipts when I gave them to him. “Jordy, honey, please say something.”He looked so tired and upset, I hated that I did anything to cause either of those. “Jordy?” I reached for him, I just wanted to touch him to show him that I meant it when I said I was alright and nothing bad happened.“Anna….” He

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For the longest time Josh didn’t say anything and I didn’t have any idea what else there was to say to him. Finally, he told me that he had one question he needed to know the answer to. “I want you to be completely honest Anna.”“Of course,” I replied more confidently that I felt.“Besides the kiss, have you ever cheated on me?”“No,” I replied without hesitation.“So you didn’t sleep with him while

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I think it was a sign. I mean, what else would it be? I don’t think it’s just a coincidence that just as Josh flipped on his signal light to turn onto the main highway that took you out of town, it started to snow. At first there was just a little flurry activity but within seconds you could barely see ten feet in front of the windshield. I swear the smile that appeared on my face the moment the

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When it came for me to leave work, I just wanted to go home and sleep. I had been thinking about the meeting with Josh and I was starting to wonder why I was going to all this trouble to meet with him. Was it crazy to schedule a meeting, or in this case dinner, with a man who has caused nothing but headaches every time we spoke? I’m sure if I were to ask anyone they would’ve said yes. Maybe it

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If there’s anything worse than going to bed angry, it has to be waking up alone after going to bed angry. Ok, maybe he wasn’t completely angry but for sure, he was upset. Not that I didn’t understand why he would be, I just thought that he would be happy that I was getting things straight with Josh before he made a stupid move or thought he had a real chance with me. Pushing back the mountain of

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Cassie and Lindsay sat at the coffee table in the living room with all their books spread out before them as they tackled their homework before going to bed. As I rested on the couch behind them, ready to help if they needed any, I couldn’t help but feel relived knowing that I didn’t have to deal with homework on a daily basis.When I mentioned that to the girls, Cassie laughed. “Just wait until

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Never, in the time I spent with Josh, did I ever get the impression that he was an stupid man. So trying to figure out how he managed to jumped from talking to giving him another chance threw me for a loop. Was I giving off the wrong vibes? I wondered. Did something I do or say make him that that I was about to leave Jordan for him? I knew that couldn’t be it, I would know if I was doing that,

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Maybe I should’ve agreed to talk to Josh earlier; it would’ve saved me a whole lot of trouble! It was amazing how, when he gets his own way, Josh stopped acting like a baby. He didn’t try to pick a fight with me, he didn’t make any sarcastic remarks about Jordan or anyone in his family and he actually focused his energies on the task at hand. “What’s that about?” Cassie whispered as she stared

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I was driving along, thinking about what was on the agenda for Josh and my second meeting with the kids, when I heard something that pulled me out of my trance. Glancing in the rear view mirror, I couldn’t help but chuckle. Sitting comfortably in her car seat, Jenna held her Dora doll in her tiny hands and, with gutso that would put her daddy to shame, she ‘sang’ her little heart out. It as the

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My talk with Josh didn’t go the way I wanted. In fact, it didn’t happen at all. It wasn’t because I chickened out nor was it because he got ticked and left. No, it didn’t happen because forces beyond my control took matters out of my hands. Forces in the form of my boyfriend’s ex girlfriend.It was midafternoon, Linda and I were going through the various carts of recovery that we picked up from

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Cheryl told me she’d see me in the lunchroom before she disappeared again. A minute later, I finished with the order and as I stood up, I called out to Linda. “I’m going for lunch.” She came around the corner as I dropped my gun and printer on the horseshoe counter.“No problem,” she told me after I gave her a couple things I wished for her to do while I was on lunch. “Enjoy,” she called after

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“How did it go?” Linda asked me when I joined her bright and early Tuesday morning.“Hmm?” I frowned; I was still half asleep despite being up for almost two hours already. “How did what go?” Before I left work the day before, I had filled Linda in on what had happened over the weekend with Jordan and I had told her about having to work with Josh for Cassie’s school show.“The house hunting!” She

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Hello Everyone!Just wanted to let you all know that I finally got my Internet connection up and running completely. I've got a couple more boxes of stuff to unpack and then I should be completely moved! YAY!!! Anyway, I'll be posting tomorrow. Have a great day!Angela

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While the kids were chatting about what they wanted to do for the show, I decided it was a good time to slink off into the wings and see what goodies were lurking there for us to use for our show. I was surrounded by old props from the drama clubs various plays when Josh appeared again. “Hey,” I flashed him a smile. It was going to be a long production if Josh and I didn’t get along so I figured

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Without skipping a beat, I continued to address students in a cool, calm and sometimes funny manner; I was determined not to let what he said get to me. Unlike him, I didn’t think that bringing our past up in front of a group of kids that he had to deal with everyday was the smart thing to do – it didn’t matter that no one but me heard what he said. “I know you all have expressed interest in

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When Josh finished reading over my notes, he looked over his shoulder. “What the hell are you doing?”“Taking measurements,” I told him as he leapt to his feet.“Get down from there,” he demanded as he gripped hold of the ladder I was using. “Are you trying to hurt yourself?”Rolling my eyes, I ignored his overbearing, condescending tone as I turned back to what I was doing – trying to figure out

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It was the first Monday in November and instead of being on the highway driving home or turning into Jordan’s driveway; I was driving down the back alley that would lead me to the parking lot behind the high school. Maybe it was because I really wasn’t looking forward to the meeting. Maybe it was the fact that seeing Josh wasn’t high on my priority list. Either way, I was running late. I hated

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In the early morning hours of the first Sunday in November, I found myself sitting in the world’s most uncomfortable chair with a can of Pepsi in my hand, staring out the window at the snowflakes as they drifted lazily to the ground. Three feet away from me, wrapped up in the warm blankets of the hotel bed, Jordan laid on his stomach with his arm thrown over the pillow that I abandoned a while

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I have to be honest, for a split second after Jordan told me that he wanted us to get a house together, I felt disappointed. I know it’s crazy but yes, I was kind of, especially with all that he was saying, expecting him to ask me to marry him. With all that we’ve been through together and how well we loved and laughed, I wouldn’t have said no, I can guarantee you that!But with that said, there

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“So what are you going to do?” Jordan peeked at me as he slid the key card into its slot.“I don’t know,” I told him honestly. “Maybe I’ll just think about it for a while and get back to him when it’s closer to really happening.”He pushed the door open for me. “So you don’t wish to talk about it right now?”Walking past him, I tilted my head and smiled up at him. “I would love to talk it out with

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Normally when someone does something horrible to me or the people I love, I’m all for getting even. I often justify it by telling myself that it was karma – you don’t do mean things to others and not expect it to come back on you tenfold. So with that, you would think that I would’ve been happy watching Scott stride purposely towards the waitress station and Tessa, but I felt bad. I knew what he

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When Jordan and I first started dating, I was worried about how he would react to me being friends with other men. Sure, he’s been my best friend my entire life and has been around throughout all my relationships so he knew what it was like to be the guy that everyone was nice too but always weary about. One of the things he told me after we decided to see where our chemistry took us was that he

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“I don’t understand it.” Jordan stood with his hands on his hips and stared off into the distance. Just moments before I had released my ‘favourite’ bowling ball of the day, a cloudy black ball that just ‘felt right’ when I used it, and watched it rolled confidently down the lane, knocking over every single pin that stood in its way. “It’s just luck,” he tried to blow my victory off as nothing.“

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The first night in the hotel with Jordan was just perfect. From the moment I walked out of the bathroom until I drifted off to sleep, he told, showed, or helped me feel how much he loved me. I was enjoying being wrapped up in us so much that I didn’t want to even leave the room the next morning when he sleepily suggested that we get up and go find some breakfast. “But the hotel has room service

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Jordan stood back and held the door open for me to pass before he entered the room that would be ours for the next two nights. From the quick glimpse that I got of the room before Jordan twirled me around, I knew that it wasn’t an ordinary room. The king size bed alone told me that. “Hey,” he said when I was facing him. “You know what?”I shook my head. “No, what?”“Well,” he glanced at the floor

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It seemed like the hallway Jordan was leading me down went on forever; at one point I asked him if he booked a room on the rooftop. With a smile, he told me that he never thought about asking if they had rooms up there as he came to a stop in front of room 820. Turning towards him, I waited until he placed our bags on the floor and reached into his pocket for the room keycards before I wrapped my

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“Ignore it,” Jordan whispered over my shoulder as I returned Tessa’s frosty glare. “She’s just jealous.”“Of what?” I asked as I glanced over my shoulder.When Jordan and I started to date, one of the first questions that he asked was about Scott. From the night that we were at the bar with his brothers and their other halves – since the moment he heard me on the phone with him – he’s been dropping

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The last thing I remembered was Jordan shifting into drive and easing out of his driveway. I took his suggestion and sunk into the passenger seat and closed my eyes. It seemed like I had only just closed my eyes when I felt movement beside me. Opening my eyes just a little, I managed to make out Jordan’s outline as he came to rest beside me after having lifted the center console back up and

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I managed to make it to my car without exploding. It was a good thing Jordan wasn’t near me at the time because I would’ve bitten his head off and probably stomped away from him. I was looking forward to the weekend. I wanted to get out of town and get away from everyone. But most importantly, I wanted to spend a whole two days wrapped up with him. Resisting the urge to scream, I jabbed my key

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And Jordan was like a missing person – I barely saw him at all.It didn’t bug me at first, not seeing Jordan all the time. I knew he had lots of stuff going on with his daughter, his brother moving back into town and his dad finally spending the time with him that he should have years ago.In fact, all the last minute cancellations on our ‘dates’ didn’t even faze me because I knew he wasn’t out

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Jordan went after his dad despite his mother’s request for him to just leave it alone. “I can’t mom,” he told her. “I know you don’t understand but I need this to be over with. I need dad to care about me.”“Oh Jordan,” his mother rolled her eyes. “Your father has cared about you from the moment I told him I was pregnant.”“Then he has a funny way of showing it,” Jordan replied as he headed for the

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Harriet rambled on and on as I sat with her in Jordan’s living room that morning. There was a moment or two when I was almost wished that John was still being a jerk to Jordan so that I could be in the kitchen with him. I loved it when I had a chance to be that close to him, there was nothing like spending little moments at his side. I loved being with him, whatever he was doing – whether it was

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“It’s about time!” Harriet exclaimed when Jordan and I slowly made our way into the living room where she was sitting with John. “Now if you’ll just get your shoes on, we can all go out for breakfast.” She elbowed her husband in the side before standing up and straightening her shirt out. Looking around, she frowned. “Jordan, where’s Jenna?”Jordan shot me a confused look. “She’s still sleeping

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When I woke up in the middle of the night to find Jordan’s hand curled possessively around my breast, I wanted to cry. Capturing my bottom lip between my teeth, I turned my head in his direction as I absently ran my fingers over the back of his hand. “Jordy,” I whispered softly, not really wanting to wake him up, just needing to say his name out loud.But he stirred. His fingers flexed against my

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This is the 2nd post for today. If you haven't read the first one, please do. I look forward you all your comments. Have a great day and I'll see you all next week!- AngelaJordan pulled back from me long enough to wrap his hands around my thighs and hoist me up into his arms. Instinctively, my legs wrapped around his waist as I tilted my head back to receive his kiss once again.I held onto him as

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While I joked about him having a short fuse, inside I was wondering if our first time together would be brief. Would he be able to hold on long enough to take me over the edge with him? I tried to tell myself that it wouldn’t matter if he couldn’t – that it wouldn’t mean he would never be able to take me with him – it just meant that the years of anticipation was too much.Who are you kidding? I

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I must’ve read his handwritten words a dozen or more times within the first minute after I pulled it out of the bag. Smiling, I held the bottle of massage lotion up in front of me. “And you were worried,” I shook my head at my insecurity.It wasn’t the first time that I’ve worked myself up over nothing and I was certain it wouldn’t be the last. I like to think that the reason it bugged me so much

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I couldn’t help but think that I was going to turn the tables on him as I stood with my back to him. I was so sure that I would be able to control my emotions long enough to make him plead for me to touch him but I never took into consideration just how much I enjoyed his touch.“Jordy?” I glanced over my shoulder – biting my lip as his smoldering gaze captured mine. “Are you...I mean,” I glanced

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“Babe…” I finished buttoning Jenna up and he moved towards the crib. I had wanted to give her a hug and a kiss but he turned before I could even say anything. I smiled as I watched him with Jenna; I didn’t even realize that he never finished his last thought. But nothing could’ve stopped me from noticing the heat in his green eyes when he turned back towards me after making sure Jenna was resting

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When we arrived at Jordan’s home, he quickly turned off the engine and came around to help me out of his truck before opening the back door to remove Jenna’s sleeping body from the car seat. “Can you open the door for me?” He held out his keys to me as he closed the truck door with his foot.Before I got even two feet from him, he called out and asked me to lock his truck. “I forgot,” he said when

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“Shut up!” I rolled my eyes. “You don’t interest me,” I threw at him.“I know, I know,” Nick laughed. “I’m happy that you two are together, finally.”“Me too,” Jordan sat down next to me with Jenna falling asleep in his arms. “Things are just starting to fall into place, it’s great.”Not to be left out, Mike and Eric pulled up chairs and joined us as well. “I just never thought I would see the day

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It was a beautiful night so while Harriet forced John to help her with the dishes - which I believe was so that she could talk to John about the new development with me and Jordan because she flat out refused my help when I offered it - the rest of us decided to head out back to the patio and relax.“Do you think mom was trying to get us drunk?”“What?” Jordan gave his brother a funny look.“I think

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A tiny squeak of surprise escaped my throat as he pulled me against his body and lowered his head to kiss me. It took a moment for me to realize what was happening and to respond to the pressure of his lips on mine but I made up for that hesitation by returning the kiss with so much enthusiasm, he stumbled backwards a step or two.“I do,” his voice sounded so far away as his lips left mine.“Mmm?”

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Never in my life would I have thought that being at Jordan’s parents’ house - surrounded by people who were, essentially, my family - would have felt like torture. But that’s exactly what it felt like as I sat in their living room that night. Every time I glanced Jordan’s way and his gaze met mine or every time I heard him say my name, I ached to be next to him with his arms around me - not

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I wish I could say that it didn’t bug me that Harriet didn’t seem happy that I was there with Jordan but it did. My first thought was that I was his girlfriend, I had every right to be there with him whether she liked it or not. “Hi mom,” Jordan moved forward to give her a kiss on the cheek. “It’s a beautiful day, isn’t it?”“Why yes Jordan it -”“Is Nick here?” Jordan asked, as if he didn’t see

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“Aunt Anna hurry up and pick something out, it’s almost four.” Cassie came up behind me with a hand full of hangers with various dresses dangling from them. “I can’t believe you waited until the day that you were having dinner with Jordan’s family to decide to buy a dress.”“I didn’t wait,” I mumbled turning from side to side to see the hideous creation that I managed to squeeze into. “He only

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For the most part, Jordan listened to me without interrupting me much. Ok, he interrupted me a lot, it’s what he does, he thinks of things and he has to say them right away. It’s one of the reasons we’ve always been best friends, he isn’t afraid to say what he’s thinking, no matter what. I’ve always appreciated that quality, even if it did get us into trouble a lot as kids.“So at the beach

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“I have to tell you something,” I gazed up at Jordan as we sat together on his couch the next evening.“What’s that Babe?” He asked but didn’t take his eyes off the TV and the episode of the Family Guy that we were watching from the season one DVD.“I have to tell you something,” I repeated. “Tell you about something that happened at the beach yesterday when I was there with my family.”“Oh?” He

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To tell you the truth, I was really surprised the Lindsay was pretty much begging me to give Josh another chance after everything that had happened. And as much as I loved her, I couldn’t even bring myself to think about being with him again – maybe I could be sort of a friend but to be with him? When Jordan and I were just starting to discover what it could be like between us?I wasn’t that

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It was late afternoon - probably about nearing 6 - most of the people that were at the lake when I arrived with the girls and Conner were packing up and heading out for dinner. My nieces had just taken Conner down to the water to attempt to make a sand town - something they’ve been trying every single day since summer began.Since I was alone, I laid back on my beach blanket and closed my eyes.

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I can’t even begin to explain the feeling that came over me when I saw Jordan walk into the room. I watched him cross the room towards me with great confidence and a sexy grin on his face. When he put his hands on my waist and told me that we were in this together, I actually got goosebumps.“I can’t believe you are here.” I whispered, my hands finding their way to his biceps. “I really thought I

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“Pregnant?” I gasped. “You think I’m pregnant?”“It would make sense Anna!” Zack snapped at me. “You’ve been really happy and secretive. What else would it be?”“Good lord Zack!” I shook my head. “If I was pregnant, you would know. Everyone would know! Hell, if I was pregnant, it would be Josh’s and do you think that he would keep it quiet?”“If he didn’t know he -”“Zack,” I hissed. “If I was

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It would’ve been easy right then and there to just tell Zack about Jordan and the change in our relationship but I didn’t. It’s not that I didn’t want him to know about us, quite the opposite actually, I wanted everyone to know now. I just wanted to have Jordan at my side when I did.“Zack,” I sighed. “I know that you are worried and you think that something bad is happening but I promise you -

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I had asked Cassie to remain quiet about my change in relationship with Jordan. At first she didn’t want too but when she realized that she knew something that no one else knew, she got all excited and promised to let Jordan and I be the ones to tell everyone.“Great,” I gave her a hug. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to go,” I grinned. “My boyfriend is waiting for me.”Cassie squealed and gave a

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By the end of July I had fallen into a fairly satisfying but tiring routine.During the weekdays, my alarm clock buzzed me to consciousness at 5am. With much reluctance, I would turn off my alarm and literally roll out of bed, only to stumble upstairs for something to eat.Breakfast was always the same - a bowl of fruit loops and a banana. Half way through my breakfast, Mary would wander into the

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Jordan was more than a little upset that I didn’t want him to tell Mike about us. He didn’t understand it. “If you are sure about us, why do you want to keep us a secret Anna?”“Jordy,” I closed the space between us and rested my hand on his chest. “I don’t want to keep us a secret - I want people to know but not yet.”“Why not?” He demanded as Mike started to pound on the front door. “Fuck!”

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It happened so fast. One minute I was charging out into the kitchen, determined to tell Jordan that a month just wouldn’t cut it for me. Then the next thing I know, he’s flashing me the baby monitor - wordlessly telling me that he heard my entire conversation with Jenna - before drawing me as close as possible with Jenna in my arms and kissing me. Really kissing me! And I responded! Oh boy did I

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Despite the fact that I was super tired, I found that I couldn’t fall asleep once Jordan had left me alone in the guest room. I spent the remainder of the night tossing and turning as I begged for sleep to come take me away. But it never did. So in the end I just laid in bed and waited for some sign that Jordan was awake and up for the day.It was shortly after 9 when I heard him moving around in

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With every passing second we stood by his truck in the rain, the more soaked I became. My shirt was clinging to my skin and my hair was plastered to my forehead, I was sure that I resembled a drowned rat but that didn’t stop Jordan from gazing down expectantly at me. “Well?” He tugged gently on my hand. “Are you going to come to the house tonight?”“Hmmm,” I shrugged. “I was actually thinking

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“Ok guys,” Nick let out a big yawn as he stood next to Amy’s hospital bed. “It was nice that you all stayed around until Amy had little Nicky –”“Nick,” Amy cut him off. “Our son’s name is Bradley.”“I know, I know,” Nick smiled at her and then turned, catching my eye. “Little Nicky,” he whispered.“Nick!” Amy glared at him as she slapped his arm.“”You hit me!” He gasped his surprise. “Did you all

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Don’t tell Zack but I broke a few speed laws as I drove into town that night. As I drove I tried to tell myself I was freaking out over nothing. Jordan is fine, I told myself. Mike called because Amy is having the baby, that’s all. I smiled, I knew that’s what it had to be, Amy was as big as a house and Nick did mention before that she was due the first part of July. She’s having the baby, you

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“Hey Scott,” I moved away from Jordan. “What are you doing still at work?”“Night Auditor called in sick and our other guy wasn’t answering his phone; I had no choice but to cover the shift,” he wasn’t too impressed. “Come keep me sane?”Smiling, I laughed. “You know I can’t, I’m not in the city anymore.” Then I had an evil thought, “Why don’t you call Tessa? She’d be there in a heart beat.”“Hell

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After we arrived at the restaurant, Schezwan Village, I excused myself and headed straight for the bathroom while everyone else followed the waitress to our table. I had expected that Jordan and I would be sitting next to each other seeing that everyone else was pretty much a couple and Jordan always sat by me but when I returned, I found that wasn’t so; the only empty seat was between Eric and

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When I told Zack and Mary that I was going out with Mike and Amy, Zack took me aside and asked for more details. At first I was a little offended by his questioning but once he explained that he was still concerned about the fact that I passed out, I relaxed and told him what Mike told me.“Promise me you won’t drink,” Zack demanded once I finished. “We don’t know what happened and I don’t want to

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I was starving. That was the first thought I had when I rolled over and glanced at the clock. 8:30am, I ran my hand over my face, shocked that I slept the entire drive home and the whole night. “Well,” I groaned as I shoved back the covers. “I didn’t get much sleep the night before.”In a sleepy daze, I wandered out of my room, through the family room and up the stairs towards the kitchen. When I

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I turned to give the girls a questioning look but they seemed just as confused as I was. “Where are we going Scott?”Pausing briefly he smiled over his shoulder at me, “Just trust me Anna, you’ll have a great meal without all the….” he made a face.“Yes,” I grinned. “That sounds good to me, lead the way.”Not needing any more prompting, Scott led us towards the double doors that stood closed between

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The next morning, I woke with a start to find Cassie’s hands on my shoulders as she shook me. “Finally!” She snapped when I opened my eyes and stared up at her; my heart damn near beating out of my chest in fear. “We’ve been calling you for the last half hour, it’s 7:40 Aunt Anna, we have to be downstairs for 8!”Groaning, I rolled over onto my stomach. “Take the girls for breakfast, sign it to

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Before I dialled Jordan’s home phone number that night, I placed my phone on the edge of the tub and stepped into the warm bubbly water. With a huge sigh, I sat back in the water, picked up my phone and hit number ‘2’ on my keypad, Jordan’s speed dial number.I tried really hard to relax and breathe as I rested against the back of tub as the second ring went through. God, I didn’t think that it

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Dinner with Mike and Eric lasted a lot longer than I thought it would, although it shouldn’t have surprised me after my long dinner with Eric the night that I came to the city with Jordy and Nick. As we were getting ready to leave the restaurant Mike asked told the girls to go with Eric, he was riding with me. “We need to talk,” he told me and then said, “You were going back to our place anyway,

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The girls and I walked into the hotel lobby the next afternoon loaded down with bags from our mini shopping trip. We were deep in conversation about our plans for the evening, we were going to drive over to Mike and Eric’s to visit for a few minutes before they took us out to Autumn’s for a late supper.“Hey!” We heard someone call out as we waited for the elevator but neither one of us turned to

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“I need some advice,” I said out of the blue. The movie we were watching was over and we were barely listening to the upcoming movies so I figured it would be a good time to get the girls opinion on what I should do; this trip was, after all, about me reconnecting with them.“What’s going on Aunt Anna?” Cassie sat up on her bed.“Is it about boys?” Natalie giggled, covering her mouth with her hand.

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When we arrived at the cash counter in the hotel’s restaurant, Scott told me that he had to run to the kitchen to grab his food. “Wait for me, ok?” He didn’t wait to see if I would do as he asked, he proceeded further into the dining room, across to the entrance to the kitchen.“What can I do for you?” The girl behind the counter asked, her friendly tone was as fake as the smile on her face. When

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It was getting late when we finally pulled up to the hotel that would be our ‘home’ for the next four nights. I decided, before we even drove into town that the first night we would just check in, go to our room where we would order room service and plan what we were going to do the rest of the time we were in the city. “Oh Aunt Anna, he’s cute!” Cassie whispered as the front desk clerk in

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Originally I had planned on taking the girls to the city on Tuesday so when I got up on Monday and decided that I didn’t want to stick around town, it caused a little bit of a panic. At first it didn’t seem like the girls really wanted to go at all; Cassie had wanted to spend the day with Ben, Lindsay was upset because she waited until the day before to wash her clothes for the trip, so

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I stood, frozen, in my doorway with one hand on the doorknob and the other over my mouth as I stared at Jordan. Oh God, oh God….please don’t let him be naked, I’m not ready for this.“Hey Babe,” he smiled at me. “Why don’t you come over here?” Patting the sheet beside him, he pulled back my blankets and held them for me.“I…ummm…” A million thoughts were running through my head at that moment but

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Since it was getting later and later by the second, we decided that it would be best to just get some sleep. Jordan thought it was a really great idea, him sharing my bed with me. “I’m going to hold you,” he informed me in all seriousness while I was grabbing my pjs and robe before heading out to the bathroom. “We’ll see,” I threw over my shoulder as I walked out into the family room. As I made

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“Hi Aunt Anna, Jordan.” Cassie gave us a small wave as she joined the rest of her friends among the blankets and mattresses in the middle of the family room. “Dad said that all my friends could spend the night,” she informed me when I asked what the heck was going on.“What…?” I stared blankly at her but inside my heart was racing. I had planned on talking to Jordan and then letting him sleep on

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Jordan was fuming, I could tell just from the way he held himself as he watched me with Wade. I didn’t really want to dance with Wade but I couldn’t stand to let Jordan think that he could tell me what to do now; I didn’t need anyone to tell me what to do. It didn’t matter if I was being stupid or not, it was my choice and looking up at Wade as he turned me towards him, I regretted that choice.“I

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After my little happiness run, I soon got back into the party mood and ended up having the best time I’ve had in six months. Don’t get me wrong, I was still a little upset that things were really over with Josh and I did still have feelings for him but I knew that we were better off apart than we were together - at least for now. I wasn’t sure what the future would hold for me but I knew that

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Never in my life would I have imagined that I would be standing in the middle of my room with my hands linked around the neck of the man who has been my best friend my entire life, one movement away from the edge of no return. It was surreal to say the least.But it couldn’t happen. I couldn’t bring myself to make the move to draw him closer and possibly ruin the relationship we shared. I was

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