Letters to Nowhere by Cross Julie

Author:Cross, Julie [Cross, Julie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Young Adult, Contemporary
Amazon: B00EAC91YA
Publisher: Julie Cross
Published: 2013-01-01T07:00:00+00:00

Jordan,

You are the most perfect boy in the world, if such a thing exists. Please don’t ever stand behind anyone else in the dark again. Just me.

Love,

Karen

When did this happen? When did my feelings for Jordan become so massive they allowed everything else to take a backseat?

Jordan must have sensed the show coming to a close, because he gave me one last squeeze around the middle before letting go. He didn’t drop both his arms, though. He stayed close behind me, with the fingertips of one of his hands still resting just above my belly button. When the lights came on, Stevie and Blair spotted us, and I could see them taking it all in.

He wasn’t kidding. He’s not into Stevie…he’s really not, and he wants her to know.

“Let’s go outside,” Jordan said to me before taking my hand and leading me upstairs. We both grabbed our jackets, and he pulled his stocking cap over my head again like the last time we were here, smiling at me while he neatly folded up the bottom.

The wind was bitter and unforgiving, but we huddled on the back patio anyway, Jordan’s front brushing against my back, like we’d been in the basement only moments ago, except we weren’t touching anymore. For a good sixty seconds, a horrible cloud of tension sat right between us, and I could barely breathe until Jordan turned me around again, pointing up to the sky. “Look, it’s the forty–thousandth star. Make a wish.”

I laughed and leaned back against him, tugging his arms around me again. “I like this a lot.”

“Me, too. But I’ll stop if you want me to. I’m just…I’m really happy for you. Getting your car and the bar routine, I’m kind of in awe of you, actually.”

“Like the worshipping kind of awe?” I teased. “Do I get a shrine?”

He laughed, putting more of his breath against my neck. “How about I write a song for you. It’ll be sappy and include the word ‘really’ at least twelve times.”

“Can you sing?”

“A little. I play guitar better than I sing, though.”

I guess there was even more I hadn’t learned about Jordan Bentley. “I think you should write a song and call it ‘Don’t Kiss Me,’ because something about saying no kissing seems to make it so hard—”

My words were cut off by Jordan turning my chin and crushing his mouth against mine in a way that was much less careful and hesitant than before. The desire to be even closer to him was so strong, I turned around in his arms and pressed the front of my body against his. His mouth opened a little like earlier and I felt myself stiffen, then Jordan pulled back, resting his forehead against mine.

“Too much?” he asked.

I touched his face with both my hands, my fingers gliding along his skin, tracing over his jaw. Had I really been on a balance beam only hours ago? Had this day really started with a morning workout and a drive to my

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