Georgia tugged at the hem of her dress, she’d borrowed it from Caroline. She felt very uncomfortable being around all these people. Everyone was dressed like a red carpet event, that was the theme of the party. The men were dressed in crisp suits and the ladies in evening gowns. Georgia felt she should have felt better than she did. It reminded her of her book releases. Bert always demanded lavish parties for her releases, ones that she hated. She wrote children’s books, not adult books; she wanted a more low key party.
“You look amazing,” Caroline told her and gave her a push into the room that was set up for the party.
“The place looks amazing Caroline, whose idea was it to do a red carpet party?” she asked, seeing a tall man with light brown hair and piercing green eyes. She could see he was staring longingly at Caroline.
“Is that Preston?” she asked, nodding at the man. To her delight, Caroline blushed, and she laughed.
“He looks like he wants to devour you. Why are you keeping away from him?” she wanted to know, and Caroline huffed at her.
“We are not here to talk about me, we are here to talk about you and get you a mate,” Caroline countered and gave her another big push. When Georgia turned to complain at her sister Caroline was gone.
“Care for a drink?” a man not much taller than her five feet four inches asked, stepping too close to her. His cologne was too strong, and she jerked back.
“Um, no thank you, I’m going to go and get one myself,” she told him and slipped away before the man thought she was interested in him at all. Stepping up to the makeshift bar, she smiled at the bartender.
“Can I get a glass of red wine, please?” she asked, and he passed her a glass half full of wine. Turning to survey the crowd, she caught sight of dark blond hair and green eyes before another man stepped into her path. She looked up at the man, and he reached out to run a finger down her cheek.
“You are a beautiful woman, I am a sexy man we should get together and make something great happen.” Georgia scrunched her face and stepped away from the man.
“No, thanks and don’t touch me,” she ordered and walked away. What was this her sister got her into?
“Georgia?” Jordan’s voice washed over her and she shivered. Turning around, she had to fight the urge to drool. Jordan was standing there in a crisp navy blue suit, white shirt, and navy tie.
“Hi Jordan, I’m sorry I didn’t have time to talk to you yesterday,” she said, gripping her wine glass tightly. She badly wanted to reach out and touch him to make sure he was real.
“I wanted to thank you for giving Daisy that book. She made me finish reading it to her last night,” he shared, and she giggled.
“I am happy she wanted to read the book,” she replied and took a sip of her wineglass.
“Would you like to dance?” Jordan asked as the orchestra played.
“I’d love to, but where do I put my glass?” She looked around, and a waiter came up with an empty tray.
“Thank you.” Georgia placed her mostly full glass on the tray and took Jordan’s offered hand.
“I’m not a talented dancer. Virginia and Caroline were the graceful ones,” she admitted, and he smiled.
“Maybe you just didn’t have the right dance partner.” He swept her into his arms and into a turn about the open dance floor. Georgia laughed in delight and placed her hand on his shoulder. He led her in an easy step, one she could follow. Looking up, she saw his eyes flash with desire. Heat flared in her cheeks, spreading through her body. Never had a man affected her, and she didn’t know what to do.
“You are a splendid dancer. Why did you say you weren’t?” he asked, taking her all the way around the floor.
“I guess you were right. All I needed was the right dance partner,” she flirted and was rewarded with his animal rumbling.
“Would it be rude of me to ask what animal you are?” She wouldn’t look him in the eyes for fear she overstepped.
“I’m a jaguar.”
“A big cat, they’ve always fascinated me,” she replied peeking up to see a smile on his face.
“I’m glad you approve,” he whispered, and tingles erupted all over her body making her slick between her legs.
“Tell me Jordan, what do you do for a living?” She wanted to keep the conversation light. Nothing ruined a date faster than diving into a person’s past.
“I’m a lawyer. Your sister mentioned you needed my help. I’m working on a case that should wrap up this week. Then I am free to help.”
“Thanks, we can talk about it in an official capacity another time. I want to get to know Jordan the person, not the lawyer.” They walked over to an empty settee. Jordan hadn’t released her hand, rubbing the top with his thumb.
“What do you want to know?” he asked. Taking a glass of red wine off the tray being passed around, he handed her one and then grabbed another for himself.
“What do you like to do for fun?” she asked sipping the red wine and letting it warm her.
“Uh um, I guess I read when I get a moment. I am the legal guardian for my niece Daisy. I have been for the past two years. She has become my world.” Georgia felt her heart melt for the man even more.
“That is amazing. Daisy is a very sweet little girl,” she replied, and he gave her a soft smile.
“It has taken a lot of work for her to be that carefree. When she came to me at two, she wouldn’t speak to anyone and mostly cried. Just recently I was called by her daycare letting me know she was crying for me and I needed to come and get her.”
“That is so sweet. What do you and Daisy do?” she asked, watching the love he had for Daisy shine in his eyes.
“She and I go to the park a lot. She loves to listen to books. That is how we found your books, to be honest. I was floundering for a set of books she would want to stay interested in. I asked Myra, and she suggested your books. Daisy instantly clicked with your character Bethany and we’ve been eager to read your newest book,” he shared and Georgia felt her cheeks blaze with a blush.
“I’m honored. I’ve spent years writing about Bethany and Felix. I feel like they are my family,” she replied, and he chuckled.
“How long does it take for you to write one?”
“Depends on my deadlines. I’ve recently left my publisher and am working with a new one,” she answered and tried to keep the rest of her issue away from their conversation.
“So what do you like to do in your free time?” he asked her and she was grateful he turned the conversation.
“I like to do renovations. I recently bought the foreclosed house near the national park,” she explained, and his eyes went wide.
“Do you mean painting the walls?”
“No. I demoed my half bath. I am working on painting the walls and then will put in new tile, a vanity sink, and a mirror. I wanted to update the entire place so I am doing one room at a time. I started with the master bedroom and bathroom. I have one room ready for guests and the main level is done. I have professionals come in and do the plumbing and electrical things. The rest I have been doing on my own with a little help from YouTube,” she shared and watched as his face went from shocked to impressed.
“Amazing. I will be honest and say I know nothing about those things. When something breaks in my apartment, I call the supervisor and he fixes it,” Jordan replied and she chuckled.
“This is the first time I’ve had free range. I lived in a tiny apartment in Northern Virginia to be closer to my publisher. I am so happy to be out here in nature and away from the pollution.”
“You are more amazing the more I talk to you. Author and contractor. I know who I’m talking to next time something breaks.” She blushed and was surprised when she saw a woman with chocolate skin and expressive eyes came over. She was wearing a skintight ruby red dress with sequins covering the entire dress.
“Jordan! I’m so glad you came to our event tonight. Are you having a delightful time?” The woman sat down on Jordan’s opposite side. Georgia looked at them and could see they knew each other well. Not wanting to be a third wheel, she got up,
“It was nice talking to you Jordan. I'm going to find Caroline and head home for the night.” She set her wineglass on a passing tray and walked away. Her heart hurt as she walked into the back to find Caroline.
“Hey, why are you back here?” Caroline asked when she dropped into a kitchen chair.
“Jordan started talking to the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen,” she grumbled grabbing an apple from the fruit bowl sitting in the center of the round kitchen table.
“Who?” Caroline asked, putting together a cheese tray to be passed around.
“I didn’t catch her name. She’s wearing a bright red sparkly dress,” she answered, motioning to the other room.
“Was she loud?”
“Sounds like Josie. She is the creator of the Mate Me events. She is Roxie’s sister-in-law and a force of nature. She takes a bit of getting used to.”
“Oh, well I left them to talk.”
“Do you like Jordan? I saw the way he looked at you.”
“He was the guy I ran into at the grocery store. He pointed me toward the spices. His niece Daisy is a sweetie.” She thought about how sexy he’d looked in his jeans and sweater the day they met.
“I know that look. You made that look all throughout high school whenever Max Shifer walked by,” Caroline teased.
“I did not and Max was nowhere near as hot as Jordan. Jordan makes me melt whenever I see him. His voice gives me naughty thoughts,” she confessed, and Caroline gaped at her.
“Go back out there and claim Jordan for your own!” Caroline demanded, hoisting Georgia out of her chair.
“What?” Georgia asked as Caroline pushed her out of the kitchen. Georgia hit a solid wall of muscle as she went through the door.
“I’m so sor…” she trailed off looking up into Jordan’s captivating eyes.
“Georgia,” he whispered, his blazing eyes dipping to her lips. As a nervous habit, she licked her lips. He groaned and said,
“Don’t do that.”
“Do what?” she asked, licking her lips again.
“That,” he moaned and smashed his lips against hers. Georgia leaned into the kiss, letting him devour her. Fireworks erupted behind her eyes when his tongue pushed into her mouth. His hands cupped her face, and hers gripped his jacket lapels to hold on for dear life.