GENESIS
Jordan stared at me with his brows furrowed like he did not understand a thing I said to him and it only got me angrier.
“What are you talking about?” He questioned immediately after and took a few steps towards me. The questions I wanted to ask suddenly ran back inside my throat while my eyes suddenly became conscious of his looks. That warm, spicy scent of his suddenly became stronger, reminding me of that night in front of the club, where I had first seen him. I found myself wanting him to come closer. I shook my head instantly and looked away from him, while I mentally slapped myself for being so stupid. Turning to mom Leona, I saw the look she gave me and the questions in her eyes.
“Genesis,” came Jordan’s voice and I turned to him again. There was something about his gaze
