Forget Cinderella (True Loves Fairytale Book 1)

by Tracey Champion

  Jordan’s parents were the last to leave. His mother actually offered to help with my fingers again. I was glad she offered. I hadn’t popped any stitched luckily by helping today, but they were swollen and bled a little. I thought I was going to get away with only her knowing it, but Jordan stuck his head into the bathroom.

  He told me that we would call my work in the morning and that I was to take it easy. The guys and Amber knew that he was working remotely from the office for the next few days as well. We said good bye to his parents and then it was just us.

  I thought that maybe what happened last night and this morning might happen again. I was wrong. Jordan and I showered separately. He even crawled into bed with clothes on. I wanted to ask if something was wrong, but I fell asleep before I could say anything.

  CHAPTER TWENTY

  Monday was interesting. I called Heather and told her that I wasn’t going to be able to come in for the week. I briefly explained the incident. She told me that everything was okay and that some changes were coming. She wanted to discuss the changes with me and asked if I was able to stop by on Wednesday to give them more time to figure stuff out. I told her okay and that I would be in sometime Wednesday morning.

  I knew what was coming. I had heard the office rumor that Mary was coming back to take over her position. This meant that I was about to be out of work. I had already been searching and had applications out. My resume was minimal, and I wasn’t getting any response back from the applications.

  I decided that once I got that information on Wednesday I would know what to tell Jordan. Here I am now living in his house, about to be jobless. I decided to make a note in my iPad about the money I was going to owe him. This made me feel better and less of a burden.

  Tuesday was better. We ended up going grocery shopping. I had spent time in Jordan’s office playing around with a few pages he let me print. We made a meal plan and then a grocery list. I thought this was easier than just walking into the store. I was trying to keep the spending down. I was going to have to repay back my share of things.

  I only remembered doing a meal plan because of Momma. She would tell me that we had to be frugal with our spending. She would sit down one day out of the week and plan our meals. She would start by checking what she had in the kitchen. Momma kept a list for everything. Then she would make the meal plan and grocery list.

  She told me you had to clip your coupons and check the sale cycles. This way we were not eating out as much, and could plan healthy meals on a budget. I always thought she was crazy. Now look at me. I’m doing exactly what Momma taught me. Sucks that I never did this while I lived on my own, maybe I would have had more food to eat.

  Jordan had told me that they were still trying to get a location on Travis. He even mentioned that both Amber and Ryan were trying to find a connection to Judge Winters. I asked Jordan if there was a way for me to contact Judge Winters and thank him for paying my medical bills. He told me that he would talk with him personally to see if that was possible.

  Wednesday was like a roller coaster. Jordan drove me to work. He said he needed to have a meeting with everyone in his office. Our, whatever it was, confused me. We spent time together, but after Sunday at the apartment he was no longer touching me. This went as far as not even a kiss on the forehead or cheek. I wanted to say something, but what.

  We lived in the same house now, we even slept in the same bed. Maybe I was over thinking the whole situation, but Saturday he was kissing on me then we fooled around, I liked that. We fooled around on Sunday with a few kisses throughout the day. Now nothing, not even a hug. I was beginning to miss him even though he was right there.

  As I entered the office of Planners Plus, I was nearly tackled by Aaron and Karen. They asked question after question. I answered them as best as I could. Karen asked me if I was safe, and I told her for now. I mentioned that I was staying with Jordan. Her reply was, “The sex God that came in?” I nodded yes and was dragged off to a corner.

  “Are you sleeping with him?” She was excited about that information. Aaron had followed and looked like he was about to faint.

  “Please dollface, tell me you hit that.” His face had this glow going on.

  “I sleep in his bed, and that’s about as far as things are going. I don’t think he wants me like that. He um….” What was I going to tell them, that we fooled around, but I’m still a virgin, and I think he no longer has an interest in me?

  “Dollface, you are gorgeous. You need to seduce that man. Granted I would wait until you’re better, but who am I to talk. I wouldn’t care either way.” I laughed at him and then heard my name being called. It was time to talk with Heather.

  The talk with Heather went as I suspected. Mary was ready to return, and I was no longer needed. She offered me more in my severance package so that I was able to get through my recovery and not worry about finances. I told her I would be fine with the original amount. Heather specifically said the new amount was a done deal. I had no choice in taking the new amount.

  I told Aaron and Karen goodbye. They told me to keep their numbers and if I ever wanted to go out for drinks, to call them. I knew I could call them, but for what? The three of us were work buddies, but never really amounted to outside friends.

  I decided not to call Jordan when I was done, even though he asked me to. I made my way to his building and had to press a buzzer on the door to the office. I heard a woman’s voice telling me that I could come in.

  “You must be Cara? The office is going crazy over what happened to you, even crazier about Travis. Oh, by the way, I’m Maria, I work the front desk.” She was beautiful. She must have been half Hispanic, tall with long legs, long straight dark black hair. She was dressed in a tight skirt, button-up blouse, and killer heels. Just looking at her shoes made my feet hurt.

  “Jordan told me to call him when I was done, but I chose to walk over here. I wanted to talk to him if his meeting was done.” Maria looked at me and then down a hallway.

  “Let me check for you.” She walked down the hall towards a room. The little sway in her hips made me wonder why she really worked here. I watched as she came back with this determined look on her face. “I would not recommend talking to him right now. Looks like he’s in a bad mood, I told him I was going for coffee and would forward any calls. Shall we go?”

  “Sure, I guess.” I was confused as to why she wanted us out of the office quickly. She did something on her computer and then grabbed a set of keys and proceeded to the door.

  We walked to the Starbucks around the corner. She told me why we needed to leave. The new information on Travis was worthless. Nothing told them where to find him. I did ask her how she knew this since her job was the receptionist.

  “Seth, he does computer hacking with Amber, and I happen to be his girlfriend. You will get to meet him when we get back. Seth helped me get this job, and I’m very good at keeping secrets.” I laughed. I wondered what Seth looked like. Maria was very beautiful, but I thought computer nerds were dorky. Then again Amber is beautiful and she’s a computer nerd.

  We got our coffee and headed back to the office. She used a special key card, code, and key to let us in. I was surprised the building had that much security. She checked on the meeting and told me to give it another ten to fifteen minutes.

  “Come on I will introduce you to Seth while you wait. Looks like he got out of the meeting faster than I expected.” I followed her past the closed-off room she had popped her head in before. I could hear Jordan’s loud voice, and he sounded angry. I just hoped that anger would die off before we had to go home.

  There was an office in the back, full of computers and what looked like TV monitors. I saw a man typing away at one of the computers. Maria walked over and engulfed him in a hug and handed him the extra coffee.

  I was surprised when he turned around to introduce himself to me. He was cute for a computer nerd. He had short blond hair, a nice tan and the glasses he was wearing looked good on him. He sto
od up, and again, I felt like the shortest person in the room. He introduced himself to me and told me he was doing the best he could to find Travis.

  I liked Seth. We spent some time talking and then heard a lot of noise out in the hallway. Seth and Maria ignored what was going on, and I figured it was best that I did the same. Not long after the noise died down my cell phone rang. I jumped when I heard his ringtone. Jordan was calling me.

  “Hi.”

  “Where are you?”

  “In your computer room with Maria and Seth…” I was cut off when I heard the beep on my phone. Jordan hung up on me. A second later he was in the computer room standing in the doorway looking furiously at me. His look shocked both Maria and me. Seth seemed to pay no attention to Jordan.

  “I need you in my office now Cara.” He was mad at me. The anger evident in the tone in his voice, and I had no idea what I had done wrong.

  I walked over to Jordan with my coffee in hand. I followed him to a large office. Jordan held the door open for me and then closed it once I was inside the room. I jumped when I heard the click of the lock. Why was I in trouble?

  I turned to look at Jordan. For the first time, I was a little afraid of him. He walked over to me and took the coffee cup out of my hand. I frowned when he took a big sip of the coffee. The one and only treat I can buy for myself for a very long time, and now a portion is gone. He sat the cup on his desk and walked around. I sat my purse on the couch in his office and turned to see what Jordan was doing.

  Jordan walked back over to me, and I couldn’t help but take a step backward. He wasn’t talking and the way he was moving made me very uncomfortable. I took another step back and bumped into a wall.

  “Oh, Shit.” I said and took a deep breath. Jordan was standing right in front of me. He ran his hands down my arms being careful of my left arm. Jordan took my left arm and gently placed it around his neck and then did the same with my right. What he was doing and the way he acted earlier was making me dizzy. Was I in trouble or did he finally want me?

  He reached behind me and startled me when he grabbed my butt. He picked me up and pressed my back into the wall. I was given no time to think before he pressed his lips against mine. I was confused and shocked that I didn’t react to the kiss at first. Jordan noticed and pulled back from me.

  “What’s wrong?’ He asked in that commanding voice.

  “I’m sorry…you…” Oh shit, I was panicking, and I was starting to have the heavy breathing and tightness in my chest. “You scared me earlier…and now you kiss me…I (hiccup)…” I stopped talking because the hiccups were hard and I had no idea what to say.

  Jordan pulled me away from the wall. He backed up and sat down on the couch. I ended up sitting on his lap. I closed my eyes and remembered to take in some deep breaths. Breathe in, breathe out. I repeated the words over in my head till the hiccups stopped.

  “Cara, I’m so sorry, I scared you?”

  “You did scare me, and then you kissed me. You haven’t kissed me in that way since after we left my apartment. I don’t know what to think, and I sure don’t like being a yo-yo.” Jordan laughed and leaned his forehead against mine. My chest still hurt to breathe, and now I had become shaky.

  “I’m sorry Cara. I was angry Sunday after talking with the guys. It’s my fault all this happened, and I refused to lose control with you.” He was whispering, and I could see the sad look in his eyes.

  I decided enough was enough. I scooted closer to him and brought his face up. I leaned in, brought my lips down towards his, and placed a kiss on his mouth. I was nervous already and more so now.

  Jordan

  I know I’ve been an ass for the last few days. I was pissed off, and fucking horny. I knew if I touched her I wouldn’t be able to control my actions. What made things worse was the understanding that she would not tell me no.

  When I kissed her earlier, I was losing my control. I wanted her badly. I was told nothing on the whereabouts of Travis. Now I have Amber and Ryan looking into the connection between Judge Winters and Travis Gunthery more.

  I wanted to have Cara. All of her, and I was not seeing clearly. She is wearing a short little green and yellow dress, and fuck me if she didn’t look sexy as hell. When I picked her up, and she didn’t kiss me back, I knew something was wrong. I needed that kind of a wakeup call.

  Damn it all to hell, now that I have her in my arms and kissing me, I feel like I’m lost in a heavenly bliss. The damn smell of that girly soap and stuff she wears is playing with my head. Who knew the smell of strawberries could be intoxicating?

  I can’t help but bring her body in closer to mine. I kiss her back with as much desire as I can. I run my hands over her back and grab her ass. The moan she gives me into my mouth is the biggest turn on. I refuse to take her here, but damn everything if we can’t play.

  I reach my hand under the little dress and give her ass a squeeze. She lets out a tiny gasp. I can’t help myself when the noises she makes go straight to my cock. My pants are becoming increasingly uncomfortable, and I will deal with my cock later. Right now I was going to savor the moment.

  I decide to take this a little further and bring my hand to the front. I reach down and rub her clit through the lace panties she is wearing. I take my reward when she shifts her body into my hand. I can see the darkening of her eyes. Cara’s eyes tend to be more of a bluish gray in color, but I have noticed the tell in those eyes when she is aroused. They turn a completely dark shade of blue.

  “Jordan what are we doing?” She’s heavily breathing.

  “Having some fun.” I give her a coy smile. I’m determined one way or another to relieve some of my anger, and if I have to get her off to do that, then fucking hell yes I will.

  “What if someone comes to the door needing you? Oh. My. God. Can they hear us?” I start to laugh.

  “First off, no one is coming to bother me anytime soon. I think they might be a little timid around me and might even avoid me for a while. Also, my office is sound proof, now stop talking and kiss me.” She hesitantly does as I ask and places her lips on mine.

  She’s soft at first. I want more, taking charge I lick her lips. She opens her mouth more in surprise, and I deepen the kiss. I practically assault her mouth, but I like the fact that she gives just as much as I do. I remove my hand and pull away from the kiss.

  “Pretty girl, stand up, and take off your panties.” The shocked look on her face is priceless. However, she pauses only for a second and stands.

  “Jordan, why don’t you take them off for me?” Holy shit, if those words did not turn my dick into steel. She just stands there staring at me. The bruise on her face has begun to lighten up, and she has crossed her arms. I can’t help my mind from thinking how damn sexy she looks.

  I watch her as she uncrossed her arms. She carefully grabs the bottom of her dress. I take that as my cue and lean forward. I slide her panties down and remove them. Fuck me. She lets go of the dress and climbs back onto my lap.

  Cara presses her body forward against mine. I knew when I touched her she was wet, but now I can feel her heat against me. I pull her closer so I can kiss her. The kiss is demanding, but we both give and take making this even more arousing. I bring my hand between us and under her dress. I barely touch her clit and have her moaning.

  Knowing that she easily comes undone with me is euphoric. I want to absorb it like a toxic drug. I continue to rub her clit as her moans get louder, and then I stop.

  Cara

  What the hell! He just stopped. If he thinks he can play me like a freaking yo-yo, I am so done. To hell with whatever this is.

  “Jordan…” I say the word breathlessly. He just stares at me, smiles and then pulls me extremely close to his body. My breathing is erratic, and now my breasts are pushed up against his chest. The sensation of pressure against them and the material of my bra are driving me between pleasure and pain.

  Jordan doesn’t respond to me with words. He began to kiss my neck and I was almost
on the brink of an orgasm when he stopped. My entire body is wound up tight and I need some form of friction to relieve the ache that he helped put between my legs.

  “Jordan…please…” I beg. I hate that I’m begging, but I need something. I feel Jordan’s hand between my legs and I rock my hips. I jump slightly when he taps my clit.

  “I don’t think so pretty girl. You let me do things my way.” What the hell is that supposed to mean? I get the answer quickly when I feel him slide his fingers into me. There is a small amount of pain, but nothing significant.

  Jordan slowly starts to move his fingers in and out. I can’t take the slow motion and rock my hips in sync with him. There’s a building of pleasure again, and I close my eyes. I want to reach that peak. I want the feeling to explode. As soon as I get close to that precipice Jordan stops. Again!

  “Up pretty girl, I want you to sit on the couch.”

  I obey and climb off his lap. I have no idea if his goal is to just torture me, but all I know is that my body is on fire. Jordan gets up from the couch, and I sit not knowing what his intentions are. I watch as Jordan drops to his knees in front of me.

  Jordan grabs the back of my knees and pulls me forward. My butt is at the end of the couch. I watch him lean over and grab the only pillow that sits next to me.

  “Lean forward pretty girl.” I do as he asks, and he places the pillow behind my back. “You may want to lay back and relax,” he says as a quick warning. I’m not even given a chance to catch on to the warning before he spreads my legs. He spreads them far apart.

  I watch as Jordan runs two fingers up and down my slit. I bring my eyes toward his and lock my gaze with him. My breathing is erratic, and Jordan smiles as I feel him slide those two fingers into me again. I try to keep my eyes open and lock eyes with Jordan gorgeous eyes. I don’t understand why watching him in my position is such a turn on, but holy hell if I don’t find this to be the best sight in the world.