Chapter 18

“Hope begins in the dark, the stubborn hope that if you just show up and try to do the right thing, the dawn will come. You wait and watch and work: you don’t give up.” – Anne Lamott

JORDAN POV

“First night as an official couple. What are your plans for the rest of the night?” I intoned latching a hook onto her bandage, then smiled down at her before brushing a pad of my finger on the rough material.

“I had planned to take a long bath, soak inside my tub while reading My Stepbrother and His Friend…” she mused lightly before a burst of loud laughter rumbled out of her at my shocked expression.

“Not what I had in mind.” I contradicted, my hand falling on her bare thigh.

“You might have a better idea. I’m all ears.” She threaded her fingers with mine, and for the umpteenth time since I stepped foot into her bedroom, I wondered if I was in the presence of Bloody Mel, or the sweet innocent Laura.

The latter was rather befitting.

The woman in front of me had laugh lines at the corn