Scandalous/ A Jordan Knight FanFic (18+)✔️

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Mia

I used to hate running, but ever since I saw him, running became a habit I never knew I needed. Every morning, after Cannon leaves for work, the butterflies return. I throw on some clothes, and then I hit the sand.

I love the way the water feels as it crashes against my ankles. The strength of the current is so powerful, I'm reminded that life's bigger than my missing pieces. My problems become small enough that I'm able to put one foot in front of the other and let go.

For the forty-five minutes spent under the early morning sun, I come to life. It's just me, his broad shoulders, and our sun-kissed skin.

If I time it just right, we pass by one another where the beach narrows, and the jetty forces us closer. On those mornings, I get a glimpse of the little scar above his lip. I've thought up a million different reasons about how that scar got there, if someone had hurt him or if it had been an accident. But it doesn't matter how evil the reason because it transforms into something beautiful the second his lips curl.

I'm lit on fire by the flirtatious gleam in his eye, and I can't hold back. My lips ache until they're stretched from one side of my face to the other. The way he admires my curves fills me with more confidence than any compliment could.

My feelings morph into fantasies of me beneath him, screaming his name. Without experiencing a single touch from his fingers, he drives me crazy—teasing me, torturing me with the promise of what's to come.

He's why I'm standing in front of the bathroom mirror, fixing my hair again. I was so nervous at home; I couldn't get the curling iron to do much of anything. I gave up when I dropped it on the floor, and the pin popped out, ending any chance I might have had of saving it.

"Mia, they're knocking," Cannon says as he peeks his head around the corner.

"Answer it," I tell him, taking one last deep breath.

I already know who's waiting on the other side of the door. That's probably why my heart's racing, and my hands are freezing cold.

"You're sure you want to go through with this?" he questions when he notices my worry. "We can still change our minds."

"I'm sure. Do I look okay?"

He pulls me into his arms and kisses the top of my head. "You're beautiful, baby. Always."

I wrap my arms around his back and hold on with everything I have, my last bit of security before I hand him over to Evelyn. "I still can't believe we're doing this."

He holds on just as tight, his heart hammering against my cheek. "I've read everything you've shown me. This can work, Mia."

"She's good with words, isn't she?" I ask him.

But I'm pretty sure that's not the only thing she's good with. Cannon's intrigued because of those emails, and I can't blame him. I feel the same way.

"She is. But it's not about her. It's about what this arrangement can do for us."

That's exactly what I needed to hear from Cannon. "Come on, let's go meet them."

I hear her voice before I see her. Evelyn's as excited as I expected her to be. Her long blond hair is stick straight and hangs down to her elbows. Dark eyes scan my husband's face, and they exchange similar looks of approval.

This is what I wanted, and still, the first inkling of jealousy stings. It's unexpected, and I'm not sure what to do with it. I spent so much time pushing Cannon into Evelyn's arms, making sure he understood what she was looking for, that I didn't stop to think about how that would make me feel. Probably because I was so wrapped up in what I already felt, I didn't think his reaction would affect me at all.