Chapter 61：Pointless Talk?

Bella was laid to rest and the family had a beautiful memorial service in her honor. Preston was still AWOL and the charges against him now included manslaughter, among other things. The police were following all leads but it seemed like he had just disappeared off the face of the earth. Lana was obviously distraught but Jordan was there to comfort her. She couldn't get over the fact that Bella was being butchered with a knife while she was talking to her on the phone.

"There was nothing you could have done to stop it, babe. It is what it is. You just need to accept it." Jordan told her countless times.

They left for New York a few days later and she was glad for the change of scenery, although she would miss her friends but they promised to visit.

She was beginning to wonder about the nature of their relationship. Although he was polite and attentive; he didn't do more than hugs and kisses on the forehead. It was beginning to worry her because Jordan as she knew him, was a very physical guy. At first, she thought it was the whole Preston-Bella drama but three weeks later he still hadn't changed his stance. He had even started sleeping in his own room which was very unlike him.

He was the one that would usually barge into her room, telling her he can't sleep and how he just needed to hold her, but now..

"Maybe you should ask him?" Amaya suggested as they sat in her office.

"What? I can't-"

"Why not?"

"Cos..we're not like you and Kyle..we're not there yet," Lana said as she massaged her temples.

"Then you need to get there hun-fast," she pursed her lips.

"How?"

"Take the first step-initiate the conversation," she said without elaboration.

"Can we just go out for lunch? Please?"

"Sorry hun, I have a lunch date with a very hot somebody!" Amaya winked and stood up, "maybe you should call yours." She said as a parting shot.

Lana drove back to the penthouse and hoped Jordan was home so they could thrash it out. She got her wish when she found him taking a few laps in the pool. He swam towards the edge and heaved his well-toned body out of the pool. Lana wished she could have captured this moment on camera because it surely was Kodak-moment worthy. Saliva filled her mouth as she drooled at the Adonis that was walking towards her; water dripping from his hair and slowly making its way down his chest and defined abs. His swimming trunks clung onto him and painted a very graphic picture of what lay underneath.

"Like what you see Bambi.." He drawled as he stood in front of her in all his glory. "You know that it all belongs to you sweets," he said with a wink.

"I-I-" He didn't wait for her to answer but threw her over his shoulder, ran back to the pool and launched in with her.

"Carter!!" She screeched as she thrashed around the water.

"Catch me if you can!" He ducked back underwater and yanked her down with him. When they resurfaced he looked at her like he was going to kiss her, but decided against it and swam away. Instead, he hopped out of the pool and went to dry himself.

Her sundress was dripping wet and her sandals were probably ruined. She sat on the pool-steps and removed her shoes with a heavy heart. He didn't want her-he just showed her that through his actions. Maybe having that talk was pointless after all. She trudged back to the house with her shoulders hung low-what was she even thinking?

"Hey," Jordan had crept up behind her. He put his hands on her shoulders and spun her around. "What's wrong? Did I do something?" He looked concerned. "I'm sorry for throwing you in the pool okay? I-"

"That's not it.."

"Then what it is it? Tell me?" He implored, his blue orbs boring into hers.

"It's..it's nothing. Don't worry about it.." she pushed his hand away and looked aside.

"Lana..baby, talk to me? Please?" He took her face in his hands.

"It's not important," she stared at her wet feet.

"Why don't you let me be the judge of that?"

"I should go and get changed-"

"It looks like you have something on your mind? You should let it out-"

"I told you it's nothing. Let me go so I can go and change out of these wet clothes?" She snapped but didn't really mean to.

"Okay..sure," he dropped his hands to the side.

She rushed into her room and decided to have a steaming, hot shower. Why couldn't she just open her mouth and tell him what was bothering her? She had the perfect opportunity? Why didn't she take advantage of it? She berated herself.

"Are you ready to talk now?" Jordan took slow steps towards the cubicle and leaned lazily on the glass wall.

"I'm in the shower Carter..do we really have to do this now?" she covered her chest and cowered in the corner.

He slid the door open slowly; and stood there devouring her with his eyes. Lana felt like he was caressing her with every look, as his gaze raked over her body. "No need to play coy sweets..it's nothing I haven't seen before.." he stepped into the shower and caged her in with his arms.

"I thought you wanted to talk?" She gulped as the water cascaded down their bodies. It was getting hot and it just wasn't the steamy water.

"Then talk baby. I'm all ears.." he looked at her lips like they were a snack he was about to put in his mouth.

"I can't-not when you're so close..and looking at me like that.." Quivering with excitement she clutched her chest as he studied her intently.

"Like how?" He swallowed hard and looked fixedly at her, the desire in his eyes evident.

"Why are you even here Carter? You don't even want me.." Her gaze dropped.

"What??" He was aghast, for all that she was far from understanding.

"You haven't touched me in weeks Carter. It doesn't take a genius to figure it out-"

"Is that what you really think? That I don't want you?"

"Look you don't have to explain-" He silenced her with a kiss and transported her straight to seventh heaven. He put everything into the kiss and hoped it would communicate exactly how wrong she was.

"Maybe we can do something else..that doesn't involve words.." his gaze dropped lower and lower until she almost burst with wanting him to touch her. "Well, maybe just one word.." He continued to tease her as he brushed his lips lightly over hers.

"What's that?" She squeaked, unable to breathe.

"My name.." he whispered before he crushed his lips on hers, lifted her up and put her against the wall. Her legs betrayed her by automatically wrapping themselves around his waist-her tongue found it's way into his mouth and her hands weaved into his hair.

"Jordan.." she panted as he found her soft spot. She was like putty in his hands and totally at his mercy. He could literally get her to do anything right now.

"That's it baby...one word.." he laughed softly and licked her ear with his expert tongue; causing her to gasp audibly as he took total control of her body like only he could do.