SEVENTY

NORA

“Don’t get too close, it might burn you!” I shrieked.

For a moment, my heart almost flew out of its rib cage when Jordan reached his hand towards the red flame. I don’t know why he did it but by the look of things, he seems to be seeking my reaction.

“It wasn’t even your hand and you’re this scared.” He said and I glared at him, until he finally shifted back. I then sighed.

“It might be yours but those fingers are serving me too. They are pretty much precious, as you can see.” I defended, hearing his playful snort from behind me as I turned and placed the pot on fire.

“Good to know you’re becoming obsessed with my fingers, while yours are right there.” He stated and I couldn’t agree more.

Those fingers of his are pretty much marvelous and a necessary price to be won each time. It still would have been under me if Jordan hadn’t expressed his hunger, he insisted on going right out to get us food but to make it quicker, I stopped him.

I’ll just finish the cooking and we go back