It surprised Georgia when Jordan drove her home and walked her to the door.
“Do you want to come in?” she asked, and he shook his head.
“We are taking this slow. You set the pace and I want our first date to be pressure-free,” he told her and bent his head to capture her lips. His warm lips connected with hers and she melted in his arms. Her arms went around his neck and his around her waist, holding her close. His body heat seeped through her coat, sending shivers down her body. She craved more from him, needed more. Opening her mouth, she slipped her tongue along the seam of his lips. He opened to let her in, she dove in tasting him. His tongue played with hers in an erotic dance, turning her smoldering desire into a burning flame in her veins. Jordan pulled back, and she rested her head against his chest. She heard his heart beating quickly, hers just the same.
“Good night, Georgia. I will see you in the morning with Daisy.” She looked up into his green eyes and smiled. No matter how much she wanted him to pick her up and carry her inside to ravish her, she respected him for not going too fast.
“Text me when you are on your way. I can’t wait to see you,” she replied, leaning up to place a gentle kiss on his lips.
“I’ll let you know when I get home, Daisy is at Ellie’s tonight because I knew our date would go late. Sleep well my mate,” he whispered kissing her again then walking away to his car. Georgia stood outside in the cold watching him until his car pulled out of her driveway. Going inside she sighed, her heart hurt. She already missed him. Their date was the best one she’d ever been on. Jordan didn’t push her into becoming physical and respected her boundaries. After her date she was rethinking her wanting to go slow. There was a pull towards him, one she couldn’t explain. Maybe Caroline would know? She’d call her in the morning before Jordan came over.
Heading upstairs, she went over the date in her head. Turning on the water, she smiled when her water was hot again. It took her no time at all to shower and crawl into bed. When she plugged the phone into her charger, she saw a text alert pop up.
I miss you already. See you in the morning. She smiled and realized she missed him too. Her heart hurt without him near her.
I miss you too. I can’t wait to see you and Daisy tomorrow. Goodnight! She set her phone down and fell asleep dreaming of Jordan and her wedding.
The next morning Georgia awoke at her normal time, seven am. Once she had brushed her teeth and put in her contacts, she called Caroline.
“Good morning, how was your date last night?” Caroline asked Georgia could hear the hustle and bustle of her kitchen behind her. Caroline recently hired an assistant cook to help her with meals.
“Wonderful. Jordan took me to a drive-in movie theatre. We talked about Bert, and my contract on the way and he said he would look at it. When we got there, he parked and showed me he brought an electric blanket so I wouldn’t get cold with the car off. He was a perfect gentleman.”
“And?” Georgia pulled out a mix of fruit for her morning yogurt setting about to chop up strawberries.
“And we went to The Diner for dinner. Did you know Jordan went to Harvard for his law degree?”
“That is impressive, but what happened at the end of your date?” Caroline’s voice betrayed her, she was eager to hear about Georgia’s night.
“We shared a passionate kiss, and he left. He told me he didn’t want to push me faster than I am comfortable with. The problem is, I wanted him to make love to me last night. I craved him after he left. When I date other men, our first date ended in a kiss, and I was fine with that. Not last night. Is that normal?” Georgia sat down with her berries and yogurt to eat.
“Yes. Jonas and I slept together on our first night. We mated a week later and got married six months after that. The only reason it took so long is that Mom and Dad argued with me. They wanted to know how I knew he was the one and it wouldn’t end in heartbreak. None of us expected Jonas to die in action.”
“No one did, I am so sorry Caroline. I remember Virginia and Owen married quickly too if recall.”
“Virginia was pregnant with Tyler. Our parents never understood shifters, they thought we were moving too fast.”
“I thought the same thing but now after meeting Jordan it doesn’t seem like such a big deal. All of you at girls’ night made being with a shifter sound amazing.”
“That’s because you are mates. Being with the one you are meant to have is amazing. The time Jonas and I were together was the happiest I’d been. I am getting that back, being here in White Valley.”
“I am telling you to go for it with Preston.”
“I am not ready yet. I want Liam to be with someone who he can talk to. When are you seeing Jordan again?”
“Today. He is coming over to look at my contract and help with my half bathroom. He is bringing Daisy with him.”
“Helping huh?” Caroline’s voice held a hint of amusement.
“My new sink comes today and I’m tiling the floor. I also want to paint a garden on the walls. I found these awesome stencils I figured Daisy could help me.”
“Have fun. Are we still on for dinner tomorrow?”
“Yes, I plan on getting a chocolate tart from Mia’s and working on my book.”
“Set an alarm.”
“Yes mother,” she joked, finishing her breakfast. A knock sounded on the door, and her stomach filled with butterflies again.
“Jordan is at the door. I’ll see you tomorrow,” she said bidding Caroling goodbye.
“See you tomorrow.” Georgia opened the door only to find the delivery for her sink.
“Hello ma’am, where would you like this?” the man asked her.
“Can you wheel it close to my bathroom? I’ll need to hook it up to the pipes and things,” she replied, pointing down the hallway.
“Yes, ma’am.” The man wheeled the vanity to the area near her bathroom and left. Georgia watched him, sad it wasn’t Jordan. She couldn’t expect him to have the same hours as she did, especially when he had Daisy to care for. As she was about to close her door, she spied Jordan’s car coming down the road. He squeezed past the truck and pulled into her driveway. Georgia stood on her porch waiting for him to turn off his car. She could see Daisy bouncing in her car seat a doll in one hand, the other waving frantically at her. Georgia waved back. Jordan got out of the car, giving her a panty-melting smile as he got Daisy out. Before he could turn around Daisy was flying up the walkway to fling her arms around Georgia. Georgia thanked her lucky stars Daisy didn’t topple her over with her fierce hug.
“Miss Georgia! Thank you for letting me come over!” Daisy cried, squeezing her tight. Georgia had to fight back the tears of joy from Daisy’s excitement.
“You are very welcome. I thought you might like to help me with a painting project once the tile is dry. What do you say?” she asked, smoothing her blond curls out of her face.
“I love painting!” Daisy yelled, hugging her again.
“Daisy let go of Georgia, you are going to squeeze her too hard,” Jordan called walking up the walk with a princess backpack in his hands.
“Oh sorry,” Daisy let go, looking sad. Georgia knelt and took her hands.
“Your hugs were perfect, want to come inside and try out my playroom? I built it for my nieces and nephews. You’ll get to be the first to test it,” she said, getting a bright smile from Daisy.
“Yes!” Daisy jumped up and down and Georgia laughed. She was such an energetic little girl, no wonder Liam enjoyed playing with her.
“Come inside out of the cold. Did you eat breakfast?” she asked, taking Jordan’s hand and pushing her door open. Jordan gave her a kiss on the cheek, and Daisy frowned.
“What?” she asked her.
“He is supposed to kiss you on the lips. That is what mommies and daddies do,” Daisy replied and Georgia choked on a laugh.
“If you say so,” she replied looking up at Jordan with an expectant expression. Jordan looked between the two of them and shrugged. He bent down and placed an all too quick kiss on her lips.
“Better?” he asked his niece. She nodded and led the way into the house.
“Wow! It is so big!” Daisy exclaimed, taking her coat off. Georgia took it from her and hung it up on the coat rack she’d found at a craft fair last year. The rack was carved like a scene from the forest with wolves, foxes, and owls.
“Jordan?” she asked holding her hand out for his coat, he shrugged out of it but put it on the rack himself.
“Thank you,” he whispered in her ear and she turned to look up. He had a look in his eyes that melted her bones.
“Daisy, including her,” he replied, and she gave him a soft smile.
“It is easy to include her. She is such a sweet little girl and her energy is infectious. Did you eat?” she asked, and he nodded.
“We grabbed a snack on our way over from Ellie and Marcus’.”
“Okay good. Come on, I’ll show you all around the house.” She held out a hand for Daisy, Daisy grabbed it and held on tight.
“Let’s start upstairs.” She walked them up to the part of the house she had done the most work to. The rooms were ready for coats of paint, the other full bathroom needed a demo, but it was usable for the time being.
“Did you paint this?” Daisy asked when they walked into her bedroom.
“I did, and I redid the bathroom with help from a plumber,” she explained, opening the door so they could check it out.
“That tub is enormous! I bet you have awesome bubble baths,” Daisy commented, climbing into the tub. Georgia laughed at her, pretending to swim in the large tub.
“I do. Do you like bubble baths?” she asked and smiled when Jordan wrapped an arm around her waist to hold her close. He was quiet, watching her interact with Daisy. Georgia sensed this was an important test for her to pass. She and Daisy needed to get along or there would be no mating. This would be easy, Daisy was already in her heart.
“I love bubble baths! Uncle Jordan lets me put in the bubbles,” Daisy shared hopping out and running out of the room.
“You are great with her,” Jordan commented, keeping her hand in his as they followed Daisy down the hallway.
“Who do these rooms belong to?” Daisy asked, standing in the middle of the hallway with the other three bedroom doors open.
“No one right now. I have one set up as a guest room for when my family comes to visit,” she explained, leaning into Jordan’s side. They felt right in her home, something that surprised her.
“Can I have one?” Daisy asked, and Georgia didn’t know how to reply. She wanted to say yes, but that would be overstepping.
“Daisy this isn’t our house,” Jordan interjected and Daisy’s eyes fell.
“If this was your house, which room would you want?” Georgia asked, not wanting her to be sad.
“This one.” Daisy pointed to the one at the end of the hallway. It was the largest of the three and closest to the bathroom.
“How would you decorate it?” She walked over to the room, letting Daisy and Jordan follow.
“I want the walls to look like a fairy garden. I love fairies and dragons and princesses,” Daisy remarked, running a hand along the white walls.
“What about your bed?” Georgia asked, she loved Daisy’s imagination and could picture a new story brewing in her head for Bethany and Felix. She hadn’t felt this energized to write in a long time.
“I want a gigantic bed like Uncle Jordan, my bed is too small. Then I’d put a tent for my stuffed animals here.” Daisy motioned to the corner of the room with a window.
“Those are wonderful ideas, Daisy. I hope one day you can get a room like that.”
“Did you have a room like that when you were little?” Daisy asked, taking Georgia’s hand and swinging it back and forth.
“No. I had to share my room with my two sisters. We had a set of bunk beds with a third bed against another wall.”
“They are two beds stacked together. I slept on the top, Liam’s mommy slept on the bottom and our third sister slept in the single bed.”
“Sounds crowded,” Jordan commented, and she laughed.
“It was a tight squeeze. We had a four-bedroom house with eight people.” Times in her house came flooding back to her. The games, fights, laughter, and busy times made her smile.
“I loved almost all of it. Having brothers and sisters made life interesting,” she shared walking them both back down to the main floor.
“How about we check out the playroom and then Uncle Jordan and I can get started on the bathroom.” Georgia showed them a door that led down into a basement area she had finished with a laundry room.
“This is outstanding!” Daisy yelled when she caught sight of a dollhouse Georgia had set up.
“That was mine when I was little. I have all the dolls and their clothes too.” She pointed to a box of things for the house.
“Can I play with it?” Daisy asked, walking over to touch the wooden house gently.
“That’s why I got it out. I want it to be used again. Can you play here while your uncle and I get to work?” she asked, crouching to eye level with Daisy.
“I sure can,” Daisy replied, giving her a hug then turning to the dollhouse. Georgia and Jordan watched her play for a minute before heading back up.
“What can I help with?” Jordan asked when they stopped outside the half bathroom.
“Can you help me place the sink and be my flashlight while I hook up the pipes to the faucet?” she asked, knowing his shifter strength gave him an advantage, one she wanted to use.
“Okay,” he replied and pulled his sweater over his head, revealing a tight white undershirt. Georgia gasped softly at the muscles shifting beneath the shirt. Hot damn! He was built. Before he picked up the sink, he bent his head and kissed her. Georgia was surprised at his aggressiveness; she opened her mouth to let his tongue in without thinking. Her hands wrapped around his neck, holding him close. She pressed her curvy body against his rock hard one, moaning when his tongue danced with hers. Jordan pushed her against the wall and ravished her mouth. She didn’t want him to stop. Her hands clenched his hair, not letting him back away until he satisfied her.