Jordan's Desires [Brac Village 9] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove) by Lynn Hagen (cool books to read TXT) 📕

again. And as much as he would deny it if anybody said so, Bailey knew he owed it all to Jordan.

Chapter Six

“So, are you going to come over to my place?” Jordan asked as he finished off his meal. He had taken Bailey to the Lucky Clover for dinner and was now ready for dessert. Bailey being the dessert of course.

He had been terrified when Mark had come out into the bay and told Jordan about the shooting. Jordan never wanted to experience that level of fear again in his life. Even though Bailey had no clue that they were mated, the human had to feel their bond growing deeper.

He did.

Bailey shrugged nonchalantly but Jordan could see the spark of desire in his mate’s sage-green eyes. The man was more than interested. Jordan just couldn’t understand why Bailey was playing hard to get.

“I was thinking about just going home and crashing tonight,” Bailey said as he stabbed at his mashed potatoes.

Jordan sat his cloth napkin on the table and leaned forward, entwining his fingers together as he gazed at his mate. “Is that right?” It seemed Bailey wanted to tease and Jordan had no problem playing along.

“Yep.” Bailey shoved a forkful of mashed potatoes into his mouth.

Jordan sat back, feigning indifference. “You could end your night that way. But don’t complain when you wake up in the middle of the night and I’m sliding into your bed, naked.”

Bailey choked, covering his mouth as he stared wide-eyed at Jordan. “You would break into my house?”

Jordan gave the man a devilish smile. “Sweetheart, I would break in Fort Knox if you decided to sleep there.”

Wiping his mouth, Bailey chuckled. “I would really like to see that.”

The man seriously thought Jordan was playing. He wasn’t. Their bond was deepening and Jordan couldn’t stand to think of spending a night away from his mate. He knew he had to confess what he had done to Bailey.

The man deserved to know.

Jordan just wasn’t ready to be shot again. He had lost control, unintentionally mating Bailey, but he was pretty sure that his mate didn’t want to hear that. Bailey was still feeling Jordan out. If the human only knew how much Jordan desired him, wanted him, needed him.

The hunger was almost maddening.

“So are you coming home with me or am I breaking into your house?” Jordan took a sip of his wine as he waited on his mate to answer him.

“Somehow I have a feeling you would do just that,” Bailey stated as he set his fork down. “Since I don’t have to work tomorrow, I guess I can spend all night with you.”

Jordan grinned at the way Bailey made it sound so blasé. As if it were a true hardship. But Jordan knew better. He could practically smell the lust shimmering off of Bailey. He raised his hand for the check. Jordan wasn’t going to deny that he was just as hard for his mate.

The human was coming to mean the world to him. He just wished Bailey felt the same way. He knew it would take time, but knowing this was one-sided was frustrating as hell.

Jordan paid the bill and then walked with Bailey out of the restaurant.

“Thanks for dinner,” Bailey said as they walked to Jordan’s truck. “It was delicious.”

Jordan turned and cupped Bailey’s cheek. “Trust me, sweetheart. It was all my pleasure.” It still amazed Jordan how much larger he was than Bailey. His hand practically covered one side of Bailey’s face. “And I plan on getting my dessert.” He wiggled his brows.

“I’m starting to believe that you can never be sated.”

Jordan grew somber. “Trust me, Bailey. When it comes to sex, you satisfy me in every way.” He grinned when Bailey blushed. The human was just too adorable for words.

“You know how to say all the right words,” Bailey stated as he pulled back.

Jordan ground his teeth. He knew Bailey was thinking about Harley and that pissed him off. He was nothing like that scumbag human. “I mean every word I say to you.”

“I know,” Bailey said. “I believe that you believe what you say.”

Jordan wasn’t going to stand there and try to convince Bailey. The man needed to be shown. Grabbing his mate’s hand, they walked the rest of the distance to the truck in silence. Jordan refused to have their mood ruined.

He opened the passenger door for Bailey, giving his mate a sexy grin as Bailey climbed into the truck. Time would tell and that’s all Jordan could give the man. He felt a cramp as he walked around to the driver side. Jordan ignored it as he climbed into the truck, started it, and pulled away.

“I’m sorry,” Bailey said. “I’m jaded and I know this.”

It was a start. “All that I ask is that you give me a chance.” Jordan winced when the cramp deepened.

Bailey smoothed his hands down the front of his jeans. “You’re the first person I’ve given a chance to since it happened.”

It referring to Harley. Jordan really hated that name. He reached over and slid his hand into Bailey’s. “All I can do is show you that I’ll never hurt you.”

Bailey nodded as he glanced out of the window. Jordan’s fingers gripped the steering wheel tighter as he began to sweat profusely. What in the hell was wrong with him? He managed to make it home and put the truck in park before a wave of dizziness made him nauseous.

Bailey’s eyebrows pulled down into a frown. “Are you all right?”

Jordan’s mouth went dry, his hands shaking as he reached for the door. “I just need to get inside.”

Bailey glanced out of the windshield. “Does this have anything to do with the full moon?”

Even in pain, Jordan laughed. “Shifters are not chained to the moon. Besides, that would be a wolf, which I am clearly not.”

“Oh.” Bailey jumped out of the truck, his cheeks coloring. “My bad.”

Jordan walked to the front door, unlocking it and waving Bailey inside. He managed to make it