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this world; me,
myself, and I. And this is exactly why.
     
    Jordan sighed,
and finally broke the silence, saying, "Alright, man, Jesus, hang on...let
me go outside. People are staring at me."
     
    "Where are
you? Church? The movies? What in the actual fuck is your problem? I'm coming...wherever you are. Where are you?"
     
    "Kellan,"
he said, breathing as if he'd taken a short jaunt, "will you knock it off,
psycho? I'm on a date. And I'm not just gonna stand her up to come in and
relieve you. My shift starts at three. I'll be there at three." The phone
went dead, and I looked at it incredulously. Did
he just actually hang up on me? Defy me? I'm gonna kill him. I'm gonna
LITERALLY KILL HIM!! After he helps me get caught up with this clusterfuck,
that is. Then I'm definitely gonna kill him!
     
    ******
     
    Hailey
     
    I sat in the
restaurant, dreading Jordan's account of his conversation with Kellan. By the
sound coming through the other end of Jordan's phone...what little I could make
out of it, anyway, Kellan sounded pissed. Then again, Kellan seemed like he was
always pissed about one thing or another. I wondered if he had any other mood.
The only other thing I'd seen behind his magnetic eyes was desire; a desire I
couldn't help but be drawn into, nor shake. What
are you doing thinking about the tornado that could easily blow through your
life, when you've got the most kind and caring man wanting to please you, with
no hidden agenda? Get your head out of your ass and your mind out of the
gutter!
     
    As I talked
myself out of my lust driven stupor, Jordan re entered the restaurant, looking
sexy as hell in his loose fitting jeans, tight t-shirt that showed off his
taught muscles in all the right places, and his hat turned with the bill to the
back, a bit of sweat gathering on the feathery locks of his forehead, no doubt
from standing in the muggy sun driven day, getting his ass chewed out by
Kellan, I can only assume. For what, I have no idea. Jordan probably left a
light on last night. I inwardly rolled my eyes, and let out a sigh as Jordan
sat back down to join me.
     
    "Sorry,"
he said, sheepishly, looking up at me from under his lashes.
     
    I sipped at my
frothy milkshake that I'd ordered in his absence, removing my lips from the
straw to peer up at him as he took his seat across from me at the booth we'd
chosen. Before I could wave off his apology, his gaze shot straight to my lips,
still wet from my milkshake, and I consciously licked the moisture from them as
he watched with rapt attention, his eyes never wavering. The desire filled
longing in his eyes was shooting straight to my core, but my mind was
transfixed on Kellan, wishing he were staring at me in this way, right here,
right now. What the hell was I thinking?
     
    My mind had
become a jumbled mess. I had a gorgeous man sitting across from me, who
obviously wanted more from me than a one-night stand, if my radar was correct;
and I was betting it was. Jordan just seemed like too much of a good guy to hit
it and quit it. And then there was Kellan, invading my mind like a serpent. I
couldn't break free from the hold he had over me. He was electric, and I felt a
charge every time he entered the room; even the thought of him set my body on
fire. I knew if I let myself become Kellan's prey, I'd only end up hurt in the
end. It would be quick, and unfortunately, not painless. If he had any
emotions, he sure as hell didn't have an 'on' switch, unless you count being a
heartless bastard as an emotion.

Chapter Six
     
    Kellan
     
    Thank fuck we
were slow today. It's 2:47 and I'm on pins and needles waiting for fuck face to
show up so I can chew his boney ass out for hanging up on me earlier. Fucking
prick! He's gonna feel my wrath and if it means our friendship is affected,
then so be it.
     
     Despite the
fact that I'm running on fumes, I feel the adrenaline rush coming on and crack
my neck from side to side. I head over to the jukebox and decide to queue up a
song