With Jordan’s arm on mine, we walked the steps while pictures of us were taken from all angles. Samantha retreated to a corner at our ascension, I mean she had to. I just told everyone some of the things she had done, they would come for their questions and till she was ready to defend herself, she could as well run or hide for all I care. Moreover, she wanted me and Jordan to get a divorce. Her plan backfired and if I were in her shoes, I would run and hide my face in shame and disgust and never turn back to look at anybody again.
“Hey…” Jordan whispered and I turned my attention to him. The grin on his lips caught my heart.
“What you did back there,” he began and my cheeks heated up instantly.
“The kiss,” he swallowed and suddenly looked away. My heart skipped and all sorts of thou
