I didn’t dodge. Instead, I took a good look at him—those defined features, sharp nose, and deep-set eyes. After coming back to life and seeing him again, I realized something had shifted in him.
Still gentle and polished, still ridiculously attractive, but his eyes now carried a quiet sadness, like someone who's been through a lot.
I said honestly, “You’re seriously both brainy and hot right now.”
Jordan reached out, pinched my cheek, and cracked a smile. “You’ve got good taste. Hop on.”
He swung one leg over the bike, and I followed suit. I instinctively reached for the bar behind me, only to have him grab my hand and press it to his waist, his voice low and calm.
“Hold on tight. If you fall, it'll be crayfish meals in a hospital bed for you.”
I froze for a second—his
