GENESIS
Jordan frowned at me, his eyes flicking from my face to something, then back to my face and out again. He was nervous and I could see that he was. What could be so wrong to make him nervous? Because the Jordan I knew had never been so nervous.
“Jordan…” I called out again to him. But he slowly took a step away from me, leaving me with the coldness that came from his absence. I hated the distance easily.
“Jordan...” I started towards him and wrapped my hands around his waist. Not really meaning to persuade him to tell me what was making him nervous but because I hated the distance. Only when I perceived his scent and when the warmth of his body caressed my skin, did I feel somewhat better.
“Now, what is wrong with you?” I went back to the previous matter and stared at his face.
