Meeting Sarah/A Jordan Knight FanFic (Completed)✔️

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Seventeen

Two months later.

Good days.

We'd finally gotten some good days. Consecutive good days.

Sarah was halfway through with chemo and we were counting down the days before this was all behind her. She was also in better spirits. One Friday morning, after I'd come home from dropping off Lyra at school, I found Sarah sitting in the livingroom with the radio blasting through the house. She had albums, CDs and her laptop scattered on the floor in front of her.

The music was so loud that she didn't even budge when I shouted from behind her. I walked in front of her and waved. She fumbled with the remote to lower the stereo and laughed. "Sorry," she said. She stood and rushed over to give me a kiss. "Do you know the amount of music that exists in this world? Like, really great music. I missed four years of it when I avoided the radio because I was hiding from you. I'm never going to catch up."

I took her in my arms and brought my lips to hers. "What have you found so far?"

"One Direction, Ed Sheeran and all of Pink's newer albums. I swear I'm going to have an infinite number of playlists." Sarah pulled out of my arms and lifted her laptop off the floor. "Look at this playlist I just created." She tapped a button and music began to play through the surround sound.

It had been months since I'd seen her this energetic and happy. "What's that?" I asked when I noticed a small box on the floor where she sat.

Sarah placed the laptop down and picked up the box. "It's a GoPro." She twirled the box around. "I figured I can capture the good days, and on my bad days maybe I can set it up so I don't miss Lyra."

I leaned in and kissed her forehead. "What do you have planned for later tonight?"

Sarah peered up at me, her eyebrows pushed together. "Uh . . . Well, I was planning to head out for the night, maybe hit a few bars." She giggled at her own joke. "I'm doing the same thing I do every night. Cook dinner, hang out with you and Lyra, and let you hold me all night."

The song switched to a slower one and I took the GoPro camera out of Sarah's hand and tossed it on the couch. I wrapped my arms around her petite frame and began to sway our bodies. "I want to take you out on a date."

Her arms clasped around my neck. "Yeah?" Sarah looked up at me, her teeth gnawing on her lower lip.

"Yes, where you get dressed up and I charm you with my words. If you're lucky, I'll even kiss you goodnight." I pressed my lips to the tip of her nose.

"I'd really like that," she whispered. And then her soft lips molded into mine.

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We kissed Lyra good–bye, and waved as my mother's car pulled away from the driveway and onto the street. Lyra was spending the night with my mother, baking cookies for her school's bake sale.

"Are you excited?" I whispered near Sarah's ear.

"Nervous." She shrugged.

Walking back inside the house, I coiled my arms behind her and rested my lips on the hollow of her neck. "I'll be a gentleman." My hands slid across her stomach.

"Jordan." She pulled away and turned toward me. "I'm going to go get ready." She poked my chest. "You better be on your best behavior, sir."

I watched Sarah as she walked up the stairs, my heart rate a bit higher than usual as I anticipated our night. Pulling a beer out of the fridge, I turned up some soft music as I waited. It would only take me twenty minutes to get ready.