Scandalous/ A Jordan Knight FanFic (18+)✔️

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Mia

There's a good chance Cannon won't be home for hours, but considering how close we came to getting caught, having Jordan meet me here at the house again would be too risky, probably even stupid.

Mia: Meet me at the park by the fountain.

Jordan: Be there in twenty.

After I fix my hair, I throw on a pair of shorts and a top and get in the car. I could make it to the park in five minutes if I left the development and turned right. The car automatically veers left, toward the courthouse.

Traffic's light, and I know I have more than enough time to swing by the courthouse before Jordan shows up at the park. On the way there, I pass Cannon's office. The lot's nearly empty, and his story starts to add up. They're in court today.

But, when I pull onto the street in front of the courthouse, I start searching for Cannon's car. He's not parked along the street at a meter and not in either of the two lots; the only place left is the parking garage a block over. It takes me a minute to get through two sets of traffic lights, and when I do, I take a ticket from the attendant and start circling around the levels. Every fifth car seems to be a black Mercedes, so I move at a snail's pace, all while trying to blend in.

When I get to the rooftop and haven't spotted the car, I loop back through and try again, assuming I missed it. But my gut tells me I haven't. Cannon has a sticker on the back windshield—an autism awareness lightbulb one of my students slapped on at the fundraising walk last year.

That sticker isn't on a single window of any of these cars.

I have no idea where my husband is or why he lied about coming here. His entire morning was fabricated, and the only connection that makes sense is Evenly. He's just doing a shitty job of covering it up.

By the time I get to the park, I'm confused, and my head is spinning. Where did Cannon go after he left the house? Why isn't he at the courthouse, like he said he would be? And what is going on between him and Evenly?

Jordan is waiting for me on a bench tucked next to a shady tree. The second I see him, I'm comforted even though my heart beats double time from that smile.

He stands and pulls me into his arms. He kisses my neck and then buries his face in my hair. We hold each other, neither of us saying anything. All I know is that, today, his arms feel like home.

"I drove by the courthouse. Cannon's not there."

"You're sure he said he was going there?" he asks as we sit down on the bench.

"That's why he said he had to change. And I have the condoms, Jordan. Unless Evenly was at work with him, he never went to the office."

Jordan takes my hand and runs his thumb across my palm. "I'm sorry, Mia."

I lift my head and stare into his eyes. He means it; he is sorry, but he has nothing to apologize for.

"We're doing the same thing they are—sneaking around and having sex. If anything, it's Karma."

"You love him," he says, "so it hurts."

"Yet I'm sitting here with you, holding your hand. I barely recognize my own life anymore."

Instead of letting go of me, he holds on tighter. He gives me exactly what I need—the reassurance that he wants me, too. That these feelings I have aren't all in my head.

"Do you regret us?" he asks. "I never wanted to mess up your marriage."

Regret.

I started swinging to figure out our missing pieces. I wanted to know why I was in a marriage with a man I loved and still felt so alone. Why I woke up every morning, wondering why we're so disconnected and what could bring us back together.