"I don't understand, I thought you needed my help, that you were trapped and-"
"I was trapped, I thought I was going to lose everything until you came." I breathed, catching my breath from my fit of laughter.
"Why's that funny? You were curled up in a ball and I thought the storm was going to destroy you and that-. What could possibly be so funny about dying?" Jordan exclaimed becoming increasingly agitated.
"I'm not laughing because of me, I was never afraid I was going to die, I just can't believe you walked through hell for me. Why would you do that for someone you barely know?" I asked.
Jordan was visibly taken aback by my words, obviously, he wasn't expecting my answer but there was something else present that I didn't recognise on his face.
Rage.
"You think I don't know you?" He bit out, trying and failing to hide his anger.
"I have no memories, no recollection of who I am, I barely know me. And who's to say I'm not just some empty shell with a paper bag personality " I responded.
"Really?" He laughed in disbelief. "We've spent almost every hour of every day together, laughing, crying, fighting...how could you say I don't know you? Every minute we spend together I learn something fascinating about you and my star, you are the most wonderful soul I've ever met. You're undeniably adorable but ferociously outspoken and observant. Don't ever call yourself an empty shell just because you don't know you yet." He finished.
Thinking over the past few days I realised Jordan was right, as soon as I'd met the small family, I instantly jumped to the conclusion that I would spend most of my time with the girls but I couldn't have been more wrong. The person who I'd connected with most was Jordan and we'd ended up spending the majority of our time together.
"I'm sorry, you're right." I admitted, "I should never have said that and I didn't mean to hurt your feelings." I added.
"My feelings aren't hurt, just my heart. It saddens me to think you only see me as a stranger who helps you out from time to time. As soon as you woke, I had a feeling that you'd have a place in my life and it would destroy me to see you walk away without acknowledging what you mean to me and this family."
I cupped Jordan's face with my hands.
"I've never seen you as a stranger Jordan, you're more than that to me, I need you," I confessed.
And I did need him, more than he seemed to know.
Jordan's lips parted in surprise, I guess he'd never considered that I would ever truly acknowledge his efforts, let alone appreciate him but over time he'd become a vital figure in my life.
Suddenly, the idea of not having him around entered my thoughts, filling my body with dread.
Without thinking I leaned into Jordan, gazing into his brown orbs as I slowly moved my face towards his own, my lips parted matching his own expression.
But moments before our lips met, Jordan's hand came up and covered my mouth, instead of a kiss he rested his forehead against mine.
We stayed there for a moment, eyes closed and basking in each other's energy.
I couldn't decipher how I was feeling, Jordan had just openly avoided what would've been a kiss but had somehow replaced it with a gesture that was equally as intimate.
I felt my body hum and my chest begin to warm but it wasn't the uncomfortable kind that I was used to, it felt like the sun had fallen into place inside my chest and every clog and mechanism was running smoothly on sunshine.
Jordan's hand fell away from my mouth as his eyelids peeled open slowly, I smiled lightly at the peaceful look on his face, somehow I wasn't embarrassed about what had just happened but I was curious about where our relationship was going. It felt like we were more than just friends but I couldn't figure out in what way.
I knew I couldn't keep staring into those perfect eyes so I decided to be the first to break the silence.
"Is Rio okay?" Jordan's lips stretched into a face-splitting grin.
"You're not gonna ask about what just happened?" He asked amusedly.
"What would I ask? I'm still trying to make sense of where we stand and I think sometimes... its best to let our actions speak for themselves?" I finished confidently.
"Hmm, I think you might be right." Jordan climbed to his feet, offering me a hand once he'd done so. I eagerly took it and we shared one more moment gazing into each other's eyes before Jordan offered me his arm which I felt more than happy to take as we started our journey back to the house.
Author's note
Sorry I messed up the word count, I split a three-thousand-word chapter and now this one ended up being a little shorter. Anyway, I hoped you enjoyed the cute Jordan and Ezri moment.
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