And then the door opened, revealing Brielle in a figure-hugging little red and black V-neck dress that made her long, slender legs look as if they went on and on.
Damn! She looked so sexy in this dress. Jordan would have liked to see her out of it even more than in it. It was too damn bad they were heading out instead of staying in like they usually did.
“Wow!” It was the only word Jordan could manage to speak.
Brielle grinned widely, placing a hand on her left hip as she struck a pose, bending her leg slightly as she modelled for him.
“Do you really think I look good?” she asked him, wanting to know his honest opinion while flashing him a big smile and tossing her wavy almost-black hair over her shoulder in seductively.
“I do.”
“Thank you,” Brielle graciously accepted. “I didn’t want to stand out too much, but I also didn’t bring a whole lot of clothes women who live here wear. I thought this dress was a little more casual than the other ones I brought with me.”
Jordan knew no matter how hard she tried not to stand out in a crowd, she would still be the only one wearing that kind of dress, but at least she looked sexy wearing it.
“No, you look absolutely fine. You’re stunning! Are you ready?”
Brielle nodded her head. “Yep, let me just grab my purse and then we can go,” she said while slipping back into her motel room. She retrieved her Chanel purse and slipped on the pair of red shoes she owned which didn’t have a tall heel on them. She figured they would be the most likely to make her fit into Yellow Valley, rather than stand out like she had when she first arrived.
“So where are we going?” she asked as she pulled the door shut behind her.
“This isn’t Miami. There aren’t a lot of places to choose from, but we do have a quaint little restaurant I think you’re going to love,” Jordan replied.
“I’m sure I will,” she lied. Brielle much preferred to go out with Jordan in Miami, where there were many more dining choices they could’ve pick from, instead of some little diner in the middle of nowhere. But she was also eager to get to know Jordan in more ways than one, and in order to do so, she needed to step out of her comfort zone, which meant the city life of fine dining, fashion, and glamour was a no-go tonight. She could do it if it meant she was one step closer to getting to really know Jordan.
“Lead the way,” she said, trying to hide the disappointment she was feeling with a big beaming smile on her face as she followed Jordan down the steps of the motel leading to his rental car.
Almost an hour-and-a-half after she cancelled her date with Jesse, the doorbell rang, and Cassie wondered who would be at her door. She wasn’t up for company tonight. All she wanted to do was be with her sick little boy whose temperature, despite the cold washcloth and medicine she had given him, was still spiking above the normal body temperature. She really didn’t know what else she could do, and thought maybe a trip to the local hospital was in order tonight if she couldn’t get his fever to come down.
Cassie opened the door, and there was Nick standing opposite her with a bag of takeout and some extra medicine for Jake. She knew she could always rely on her best friend to be there for her and Jake when they needed him the most.
“I come bearing gifts,” he said. “I thought you might be hungry. Where is the patient?”
Cassie let him inside and then closed the door, taking the takeout from Nick and pointing to the living room. “He’s lying on the sofa,” she said. “I’m actually a little worried because I can’t get his temperature to go down.”
She ran a hand through her long blonde hair as she entered the kitchen to put the takeout on some plates while Nick went into the living room.
He kneeled down to the floor so he was eye level with Jake.
“Hey, buddy.”
“I’m sick.” He wasn’t his usual exuberant self when Nick was around.
His brown eyes looked glassy, and when Nick placed one hand to his forehead, he was hot to the touch and sweaty. Jake wasn’t well at all, and Nick figured it was better to be safe than sorry if they made a trip to the hospital now, rather than later.
“My tummy hurts.” Jake placed his hand over the right side of his tummy.
Cassie returned with their food on plates.
“He’s not well. He’s complaining that his tummy hurts.” Nick glanced at Cassie with a worried expression on his face.
Cassie scrunched up her face, and said, “He hasn’t had much of an appetite either, and when I did manage to get him to eat, he threw it back up again.” She touched her son’s forehead again, and then used a thermometer to take his temperature. When she didn’t get the result she was hoping for, she finally said, “I know that I’m probably worrying about nothing, or being an over-the-top mother, but maybe I should take him to the hospital as a precaution. I suppose the nurses can reassure me it’s not anything to stress about.”