9
Annie
Before I could get all the way out of the Uber, Jordan grasped my hand, tugging me back to him. I giggled and pressed a kiss to his greedy mouth. I could hear the driver grumbling from the front seat, but I didn’t care. Not when Jordan could hardly keep his hands to himself.
We stumbled out of the car and hastened up the walk to the house I rented with Jennifer. I fumbled for my keys as Jordan’s arms wrapped around my waist from behind. He nuzzled into my neck, trailing kisses across my shoulders.
Just as I fit the key into the lock, he whirled me around and pushed me back against the front door.
“Oh,” I gasped before his lips were on mine again.
I fisted my hands into his shirt, pulling him closer and closer until I couldn’t breathe. There was no space between us. Just his h
