Taken Captive

BONUS CHAPTER

Jordan's POV...

"We're almost finished furnishing, sir. Everything will be set by the time you and Mrs. Walsh arrive."

"Thank you. I know it was short notice, so I appreciate the help." I leaned back on the couch as I loosened my tie. "I'll have the money wired to you soon."

It was just a few hours after Callum and Nia's wedding. I had an "important meeting" to attend in Italy. Once the reception was over and the newlyweds went off in their getaway car, Kara and I headed to the airstrip.

"I need two cars at the airstrip. Kara will be going straight to the villa." I sighed, stretching out my neck as the sliding door to the jet's bedroom opened. Kara came out, changed out of her dress and into a comfortable pyjama set. She let out a yawn and started making herself a cup of coffee.

"Yes, sir. I'll have everything sorted."

I thanked him one last time and ended the call. While Callum and Nia enjoyed their honeymoon, we'd spend the rest of the week there.

"Who was that?" She asked me, pulling out two mugs.

"Agent. I bought a villa."

She rolled her eyes. "Was a hotel room not enough, Jordan?"

"When in Rome, baby," I smirked. She shook her head at me. "They'll be done furnishing it by the time we land. Everything you need will be there and it's not too long of a drive from the strip."

"Okay," She nodded, approaching me. I sat up and carefully took the coffee out of her hands. She grabbed a blanket from the storage compartment and sat next to me.

"Thank you for the coffee, baby." I kissed her and then took a sip.

"You're welcome." She did as well and sighed, leaning her head against the couch. I admired her bright blue eyes as they tiredly blinked up at me. "Why don't you change your clothes?"

"No point. I'll just stay in this until the meeting's over." I gulped. I glanced at her from the corner of my eye and felt my face heat up. But it wasn't the coffee that was breaking me into a sweat. I cleared my throat and stood up. She watched me curiously while cuddled up underneath the blanket.

"Um, I'm just gonna run to the bathroom," I explained.

She nodded, "Okay."

I rushed over to the bedroom and closed the door behind me. "Fuck me, what am I doing?" I covered my mouth, rethinking this entire plan. I went on my phone and called the first person that came to mind. The only person who came to mind, really.

"I can't do this," I whined when he picked up on the fourth ring, shaking my body like I was having an aneurysm. "I think I'm having a panic attack."

"What the hell are you talking about?" He groaned, his voice groggy. Knowing he and Nia, they'd probably just gone to sleep after doing the naughty.

"You know what I'm talking about!" I whisper-yelled, looking at the door cautiously. If Kara were to hear, everything would be ruined.

"You haven't even landed yet. Why are you already panicking?" He sighed.

"I haven't fully memorized what I'm going to say yet," I said. "What if it's not what she's been dreaming of? What if it's not perfect?"

"It's not meant to be perfect. I'm sure no matter what your dumbass says or does, her dumbass will love it. You're like two peas in a fuckin' pod."

"You think so?" I smiled.

"When are you doing it?" He asked me.

"Tomorrow night," I said.