Jordan smiled shyly up into his ruggedly handsome face. This man had a way of making her feel like a schoolgirl on her first real date her knees felt like pudding. She nearly laughed out loud at that thought but instead Andy took her into his arms and they began to sway slowly to the music. She felt like an angel as her arms found their way around his neck. He hugged her close breathing in her scent. The smooth curves of her body meshed with his in the longest slow dance that ended too soon. Jordan glanced up into passionate eyes that matched her own. "Please take me home now." She asked him quietly. Andy was confused. "Are you not having a good time?" Jordan turned away so he would not see the torment in her eyes. "Yes, but I'm a bit tired from the day's events and think it best to leave before my senses take leave for me and I make an irrational mistake that I would certainly regret in the morning." With that she turned and walked back to the booth leaving a stunned Andy standing alone on the dance floor. He and sat down across from her. "Tell me something Jordan?" He commanded softly. Looking up from taking a drink of her tea, she eyed him questioningly. "Tell you what?" She asked still staring. "Are you attracted to me?" Her face crumpled in confusion causing her brows to knit. She winced at the pinch of pain. "What does that have to do with anything?" "Well I feel like you are attracted to me and I think that if you like someone enough to have feelings for them then you should at least get in the back seat and let fate decide where to go from there." Jordan looked down into her glass of tea; slowly her eyes rose to meet Andy's. "Point well taken but there is also a time when fate is pushing a little too hard in a direction that you're not ready or willing to go in yet."
The waitress appeared with their check breaking both the conversation and spell. Andy smiled at the young waitress and spoke to her in that language again. The young girl gave him her biggest smile and then turned around to get the change for him. "What did you say to her?" Jordan asked with a smile not wanting to sound like a jealous girlfriend. Grinning he answered. "I told her to tell her mother that she was still the most beautiful woman I know and, she told me that I was still going to be in the doghouse." Jordan's breath caught in her throat but she forced another smile. She had never thought of Andy having a girlfriend or lover, wife even, but why wouldn't he? After all he was a very handsome man and a pretty smooth talker. The thought made her slightly ill to her stomach but she kept her composure beautifully. "That's wonderful that you think her mother is beautiful I'm sure she would be happy that you told her so. Women like to be told that they are beautiful." Andy's smile widened. "So you don't care that I think she's beautiful." Forcing a nonchalant smile she answered. "Not in the least." Jordan stated but turned away so Andy did not have a clear view of the emotions that would certainly be written on her face. His brows shot up and he chuckled softly. "If that's true then it must be the food or illness that has caused you to look peaked." "Perhaps it is the stress of the past two days." She stated matter - of - fact. He simply smiled at her and she smiled back. They stared deeply into each other's eyes for what seemed like an eternity. At last she broke away from the intoxicating stare. "I think I'm about ready to go now." "Are you feeling all right?" Andy asked his brow furrowing. "Yes. I guess I'm still just a bit exhausted from all of this." "I just have to say good-bye to Renada and Jackie." "Who are they?" Jordan asked hoping the answer would not be the one she suspected. Andy smiled devilishly. "Come and I will introduce you to them. Renada owns this place and she would be delighted to know what you think of it." "Sure." Jordan said lightly.