Chapter 10
Jordan woke alone. After another two rounds of vigorous f*****g and a night spent wrapped in Beckett’s arms, the last thing he expected was the sunrise poking him in the eye and an empty bed. Jordan sat up and peered around for a clue. He listened hard, but only heard silence. He blew out a breath, untangled himself from the sheets, and got out of bed.
He was surprised Beckett had left him. Well, probably not actually left him. It was Beckett’s house, after all. But Jordan fully expected, after the affection Beckett had shown, that he would still be cuddled up against him—most likely ready and willing for round four. Jordan had been looking forward to it.
Instead he was just looking forward to getting dressed and out of the house as fast as possible.
He gathered his clothes
