Forever (Friends #3)(78)

"Really?" I stressed over his gift so much. I took the girls to the jewelry store and had them help me pick it out. They reassured me it was perfect, but I still worried he might not like it.

"Really," he says firmly, taking the bracelet out of the box. "Will you help me put it on?"

I take the bracelet from him and hook it around his wrist. It looks good on him and I smile, tracing my finger over the silver links. "You don't mind wearing a bracelet?"

"I will wear anything from you with no complaints." He drops a kiss on my cheek then runs his finger over my new ring. "Do you like your present?"

"I love it so much." I hold my hand out and spread my fingers, admiring my new ring. It's so tiny and dainty and perfect. "It's gorgeous."

"Not as gorgeous as you," he says, his voice low. I turn to meet his gaze and see the heat there. The hunger. Goosebumps sweep over me as he leans in and kisses me again, his tongue sweeping my mouth, his hand cradling my cheek. 

The front door swings open, causing us to spring apart, and Trent is standing there with a disgusted look on his little face. "Mom says you two need to come in before you freeze to death, but I'm telling on you. Mom, Amanda and Tuttle are making out on the front porch!"

The door slams before I can hear what anyone else said.

"Should we go inside?" Jordan asks, his eyes sparkling with amusement. That he can tolerate my pain in the butt brother says a lot about his character.

"I guess so," I say with a little laugh.

"Hey," he says from behind me just before I open the door.

"What?" I turn to face him, startled by just how close he actually is.

He reaches out and tucks a wayward strand of hair behind my ear, his fingers lingering on my skin. "Did I tell you that I love you today?"

My cheeks go hot. Will I ever get used to Jordan so freely offering words of love to me? Probably not. "Yes, you did. But I'd like to hear it again."

Jordan tugs me into his arms and kisses me, his mouth warm despite the freezing cold air. "I love you, Amanda," he whispers against my lips.

"I love you too, Jordan Tuttle." I touch his neck, his hair. I can't get enough of him. Ever.

"Forever?" he asks. It's our new favorite word and hearing it makes me smile.

"Forever."