CHAPTER FIFTEEN

After the morning jog, Jordan made it back to the house with sweat trickling over his face. He looked a mess but his insides were quite stable now. He was ready to face Amelia and tell her his truth. He would probably come off as selfish but the truth was that he needed to come out straight to her, he had no idea what would happen at the ned but he knew he wanted his best friend back and he wasn't ready to go into a sexual relationship with her. He closed the door as he walked in and Amelia appeared from the corner of the room, looking all dashing as always. He tried to look elsewhere and avoid making an eye contact with her, he had fucked up terribly and they both knew that. He was sane, he shouldn't have gone further. He took a deep breath, forcing his mind to stay in the present moment even though all he kept remembering was the expression of pleasure on her face when they fucked. This was part of the reasons he used to avoid mixing business with pleasure and he would balmed whatev