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her jacket, she grabbed socks, a pair of shoes, slid the shoes on and with socks in hand, ran out the door.

 

 

 

Chapter Forty One: Birthday Present.

 

Jordan waited for her to get in

the car before he leaned over to kiss her on the lips. When he did, he stopped, his eyes drawn to her top. Clearing his throat, he said, "That's an interesting shirt Denise."

She looked down at the shirt. It was a green t-shirt that read welcome to YAAL. Denise giggled at having grabbed the first thing she could. "I'm sorry baby, but I really didn't have enough time to get ready. I just threw on the first thing I saw."

Jordan smiled, "Really? How long did you wait to get dressed?"

"I got started around four thirty."

"Denise, it's seven o'clock. Three and a half hours is plenty of time to get dressed."

She sighed, "Not for me."

"I've never seen you take more than thirty minutes to get dressed." He stated matter of factually.

"Tonight is special." Her gaze found his, suggesting.

"Really?" This seemed to perk him up.

"Of course, it's your birthday and I wanted to look and smell my best."

Jordan tsked, "I thought it was something else."

"I just want to smell good for you."

"You always smell good."

She laughed, "I try."

He squeezed her thigh, "You do a good job."

She gave a small smile, feeling a bit uncomfortable. The way her body seemed to gather heat so quickly, caused a tension in the area he touched. She sighed when his hand relaxed on her leg. She was trying not to imagine his hand going further up her leg, but it was hard. She instead turned her attention to the road.

Sighing, Jordan made a left at the next light and turned down the ramp that led to the freeway. They were halfway to the Alley, a hotel rental for parties and everything. The mandatory age for a rental was eighteen, and since Andrew, Tanya and Denise had all thrown their money together so that they'd be able to rent a room for the party.

They'd decked it out in his favorite colors, with a little valentine's day spin. Denise looked at him, "Mind if I cut on some music?"

He nodded, "Go ahead."

She twisted the dial and the radio came on. A song by R. Kelly was beginning to start. Denise left the station there. She looked out of the window as he sang about a what happens when a woman's fed up. Ironically enough, this was the name of the song.

She smiled to herself.

"What's so funny?" He questioned.

Denise glanced at him, "Nothing, just thinking that this song has the same title as the lyrics in it. It's just irony."

Jordan nodded, "I don't see how you can listen to him. The only thing he ever talks about is sex."

"Good Sex.."

Jordan heard the suggestion in her tone. He sighed and knew without a doubt that sex with her would be more than good, it would be fantastic.

Jordan stopped at the exit they were going to get off at about three miles past Tanya's house. The hotel they pulled into was outside a small town, about one stop from Richmond, in a small town called Alley way. The town was about two blocks long, a few houses scattered here and there, and then the local hotel. The whole place was very interesting, because Andrew was the one who had known about the hotel, because when he was younger his father had had a high-school reunion there. Sighing, They got out of the vehicle and walked up to the entrance hand in hand.

When they entered the party hall, where his party was to be held and pulled open the doors, everyone stood there in the center of the room yelling happy birthday to him. Jordan's face turned a cherry red, causing Denise to bend forward and place a kiss on his cheek. His hand flexed in hers a minute and then he pulled it out, just so he could greet all of the attenders.

"Hey, Jordan." Jordan smiled at Rich Collins, and gave him a hand shake, "What's good?" he inquired.

Rich laughed, "Happy Birthday. How old are you now? Thirty?"

Jordan laughed, "Thirty's a little old for high school."

“I guess that means your way over due for your graduation date.”

Together both guys laughed, Jordan's and Rich's hands clasping in a shake.

Denise shrank back into the crowd, a smile on her face. She wanted him to enjoy himself. Tonight, was his night.

Later that evening, as the party lifted off the ground and more guests continued to arrive, Denise sighed and went to filling the punch bowls once again for everyone. She'd been around the floor picking up paper cups, plates and utensils, while everyone else chilled out and enjoyed the music and everything else. She was thinking ahead, to when they'd have to clean up the room before they left the hotel and she didn't want to be stuck here late at night cleaning.

"You know...this is supposed to be a party." A voice stated, softly.

Denise sighed, "Yep."

"And you're supposed to be out there enjoying yourself."

Denise shrugged, making sure not to spill a drop of punch onto the serving table. Finally, when all the cups were full, she sat the container back up. Inhaling sharply, she put the cap back on.

"Thank you, Darling."

Denise looked over at the guy who spoke. He had straw colored blonde hair, nice clear blue eyes and a full face. He looked too old to be in high school. Denise raised a brow, eyeing his figure. Broad shouldered, muscular build and a smile that could kill. There was something familiar about him. Almost like she'd seen him before, but couldn't quite place him.

He held out a hand, "I'm Charles Anthony. Chuck to everyone around here."

Denise nodded, "oh, nice to meet you chuck. I'm Denise..."

"I know who you are." He cut her off. "You're Jordan's girl, right?"

"Yeah." She sighed, starring at him, swearing she knew him, but couldn't figure out how.

"Jordan and I used to be friends back in..."

"Oh yeah," Denise stated, "He told me about you."

Chuck actually grinned, displaying perfect dimples. "Did he? What did he say?"

"Ah, leave it to you to find something that doesn't belong to you." A teasing voice stated in a sing song demeanor.

"I say let him have her." Andrew spit out as Jordan and Chuck embraced. Denise scowled at him. He narrowed his eyes back at her.

"Hey, what's been going on?" Chuck laughed, pulling away from his friend.

"Nothing new I suppose."

Chuck laughed, looking at Denise, he said, "When I left, you were scared of girls, now you got one and a hot one at that." His eyes met Denise's. Denise felt a blush creep up. Turning away, she continued to put the unused quarter gallon of punch back into the fridge. Unbeknownst to her, this gave both Chuck and Jordan who were watching a nice peak at the red and white laced underwear she was wearing. Chuck's eye brows lifted, his eyes darkening in lust. Jordan just ran his tongue over his mouth.

Denise straightened up and shut the fridge. Turning back around, she smiled uneasily at both guys. "What?"

Andrew rolled his eyes, narrowed them at Denise and then left. He didn't want to throw up the wine cooler he'd just drank.

Denise sighed and cleared her throat, "Ok, what's next?"

When the party was beginning to wrap up, and everyone began to leave, Denise, Tanya and Andrew started picking up the trash left behind. Denise was in the kitchen, since she'd been in there the whole night, while Tanya and Andrew were picking up party left overs in the room. Denise was drying off the punch bowl, when the door creaked open. Turning around, she looked over and saw Chuck leaning in the doorway. He had a drink in his hand, his blue eyes sparkling. Why did they look so familiar?

She stared, feeling awkward. When he grinned at her again, she turned around and went back to the dishes. Just then, Jordan's voice was heard from somewhere in the other room, "Chuck, you ready to go man?"

Chuck allowed his gaze to linger over Denise for a minute and then moved away from the doorway. Denise exhaled sharply and went back to the task at hand.

Sometime a little after eleven thirty, they finished cleaning up the hotel hall and left the area. Jordan sighed, "Do you want to get something to eat?"

"No, I'm not hungry."

Jordan sighed, "ok. What do you want to do?"

Denise shrugged her shoulders. "You want to watch a movie?"

"Don't you have to be home by midnight?"

Denise shook her head no. "Mom said I can spend the night at Tanya's."

"And...does she know you are sneaking away from her to be with me?" He smiled sardonically.

Denise unable to resist, began running her hand along his left arm. "She knows."

"The theaters are closed, the drive in too."

Denise ran her hand over the front of his chest. "I know."

Jordan's eyes widened as her fingers spread themselves over his chest, capturing a nipple in between the thumb and forefinger. "What are you planning?" He stated, his tone low. Denise felt shivers go past her ears, to her neck and then to her chest.

He stared at her, not really saying anything. She gave a coy smile, and in a sexy tone whispered, "Let's go back to your place."

He raised a brow. "My place?"

Denise leaned over, and placed a kiss on his ear lobe. His eyes closed for a second and then reopened as he felt her warm breath in his ear. This too sent chills down his spine.

He turned his head and quickly, she covered her mouth with his. His eyes closed, heart beat erratic, becoming aroused by her touch. He kissed her mouth and whispered, "De-De, what about Lasaire?"

"What about her?" He could see the lust in her eyes. He wondered how long had she been waiting for him? He made a right at the light, turning off the exit ramp into the small town they lived in.

A few lights later, he heard the faintest whisper of his name.

"Jordan." The way she spoke his name, told him she wasn't about to ask a question. He turned his head to her. She had her shirt lifted up to his view. He stared in awe at the full breasts covered by the material she wore. This made his pants tighten even more. He looked from her to the road and then back at her. She was so beautiful. Clearing his throat, he made a left at her block, and continued on, till they reached his block, where they turned to the last house on the street.

Denise got out of the car and grabbed her bag. He made sure the doors were locked and then went through the garage to the door off the kitchen. When they entered the house, it was pitch black. Jordan oblivious, ignored the note on the table, and continued upstairs, dragging Denise behind him. When they got to his room, he pulled her shirt over her head and then went to her pants, stripping them down. "Wait."

She whispered. He froze where he was. This caused her to giggle. She took a step away from him. He inhaled sharply, when he stood up and took in her full figure. She said, "I want you to take your time. Don't be so rushed Jordan."

He let out a loud sigh of frustration, but swallowed just watching her.

She grabbed the ribbon she'd tied around her hair earlier and pulled. The strands fell in her face. He reached out and touched her hair. The curls were soft and springy. His eyes went to hers and he recognized the passion in them.

She whispered, "Jordan, I wanted to make this night special for you. Ok?"

His eyes softened as he heard the sweetness in her voice. His heart felt as if it had been lit on fire. She stepped toward him, her sway aligned with the movements she took. Reaching up to him, she whispered, "I want

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