𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐖𝐞 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲

𝟑𝟗-𝐈 𝐓𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐘𝐨𝐮

𝓠𝓾𝓲𝓷𝓷

After classes on Friday we head out to Jordan's parents lake house. 

He doesn't know what I want to do yet, I think if he did we would never make it to the house. 

Before we do anything of that nature we are going to look for more records. 

Jordan says he likes to go to this one place because they always have a really good selection. 

"Just about five more minutes until we are there." He tells me but I am only half listening. 

After talking to Poppy I thought about everything and my conclusion was that I trust him. 

I trust him and I think I might love him. 

No I won't be telling him that, not yet anyways. 

Still I know how I feel and I want to be with him.

We pull up at the lake house and we get out, Jordan grabs our bags from the back of the car. 

Walking inside he hands me my bags. 

"I am not carrying that heavy ass thing up the stairs." He says and I scoff, "Such a gentleman." I say sarcastically.

"Always Sweetheart." He says taking his own bags up the stairs. 

I lug my bags behind me as I walk up the stairs. 

I pick out the clothes I want to wear and head towards the bathroom. 

"You can change in front of me Angel I don't bite."

"Liar." I scowl and he shrugs, "Well I won't bite right now."

I sigh and place the clothes on the dresser. 

Jordan grabs his own clothes before beginning to change out of his uniform. 

I watch his fingers as he slowly unbuttons his shirt. He stops at the last button and turns to me. 

"This isn't a free show." He tells me and I roll my eyes before removing my own shirt. 

"I'll take that as payment." He says looking at my exposed stomach. 

He slides his shirt off followed by his pants before turning and grabbing his jeans. 

I use that to undress quickly before grabbing my purple short sleeve sundress and slipping it on. 

I finish tying the dress just as he slips his tight fitted dark blue tee shirt on.

 Emphasize tight fitted. 

You can see that he works out. 

Oh my-

"Ready?" He asks and I nod before reaching down and slipping on my shoes. 

Once we enter the record store I am in heaven. 

No seriously I am sure this is what it looks like. 

"Campbell come look at this." I say veering towards the section labeling 'limited edition'.

As expected Jordan follows me as I rifle through the records. 

These are in plastic wrap, which makes sense I suppose. 

I pick up one that say 'Bon Jovi's Greatest Hit's'

The cover is black with the writing being in gold. 

"Do you want it?" Jordan asks and I nod. 

He takes it from my hand, "Anything else?"

I grin, "Are you paying for it?"