My Favorite Girl

Chapter 3: Rehearsals

She went home and went to bed. She dreamed of Jordan that night. His sexy smile and the way he would bit his lower lip.

She woke up the next morning and felt rough. She put concealer on to his the circles. Restless night, and she figured the rest of this week would be the same.

Since she would be spending this week with him. Watching him dance and move around. She needed to meet a guy for just a night of passion. 

She could feel the need between her legs, and she just needed one night; it had been over a month. 

She got dressed, dropped Jackson off at the office and headed to the rehearsal space. She walked in with two cups of coffee.

She was the first one there. She guzzled her first cup of coffee and tossed it into the trash, then started on her second cup just as Jordan walked in. He was wearing shorts and a tank top. 

She was turning the lights on and getting the A/C right. She unlocked the bathroom doors and started coffee in the kitchen. 

He watched her work, and she had not noticed him there. He would love to spend a night with her, maybe a few nights with her. 

He felt an attraction to her when he saw her in the park. When he walked into the office and saw she was the same girl, he thought this was fate. 

When he touched her hand, he felt this electricity between them. That was something he had never felt. He knew he wasn't going to do anything more than sleep with her. 

He was just starting his solo career, and he had a lot of traveling ahead of him. He just needed to sleep with her and get her out of his system. 

She turned around and saw Jordan standing there watching her with a look on his face. "Um, Good morning, you scared me. I didn't hear you come in. How are you today?"

"I'm good, and sorry you looked busy. I didn't want to disturb you. Good morning; the dancers are on their way."

"Perfect, when they arrive, you can all warm up, and then we will start with the dances. Then, we will start with the beginning of the video. You know, you guys can just improv most of it so it seems more real and natural. We will order lunch and maybe end rehearsal at three if everything is looking good."

"Sounds great, thanks." He started stretching his legs and arms. He stood straight and stretched his stomach muscles. His shirt came up, and she could see the defined lines of his abdomen and his six-pack.  

She looked away, and he saw her watching him. He saw the look on her face when his shirt came up just enough to see his abs. He smiled; maybe we can just have a few nights of fun. 

The other group arrived, and they were stretching to start dancing. She had already decided on outfits for him to wear. She had to keep his body hidden so she could get through this shoot. 

They started dancing with the dancers lined up behind him and him in front. The dance was hot and very sexy.  

Marisa had arrived, and they were going over the script. Jordan had watched as she was working. She was completely involved in her conversation with his lead, and all he wanted was for her eyes to look at him. 

They broke for lunch, and Sam grabbed a few tacos and walked outside. He wanted to follow her, so he grabbed his and went out behind her. 

She sat on a park bench by the building. He saw how she watched people and smiled. He walked over to her.

"Do you mind if I join you?"

"No, please." He sat down beside her. 

"So, do you always take your lunch breaks outside?"