Falling for the Backup (Novella): The Assassins Series Read Online Free PDF Page B

wouldn’t end like that. She the kind of girl he could fall for and even marry. Jordan didn’t understand the instant attraction or the need he felt for her, but for the last five days all he did was think of her. Even when he was on the bench the other night, acting as if he was watching the game, he scanned the stands for a fiery redhead, but knew he would never find her. Jordan never regretted anything, but he regretted just walking away.
    But he had no choice.  
    She wasn’t be someone he could leave behind and with the uncertainty of everything in his life now, there was no way he could get into a relationship with her. Even if she made his heart want to come out of his chest and beg her to love him. Nope, he had to keep that shit locked up. Things were too complicated. In a perfect world, things would be simple and he could pursue her, but his world wasn’t perfect.   Not even close.
    Letting out another huff Jordan started to wonder if the person at the front of the line was ordering for their whole office, what was taking so long?   Jordan pulled his phone out of his pocket. As he looked down, he noticed that the woman in front of him had red hair and it made him smile. He wondered what Aynslee was doing. She was probably at school, teaching young minds. He wondered if she thought about him, why that mattered made no sense to him, but he still was curious if she did. He also wondered what it would have been like to peel that pink dress off her and bury his face between her fantastic set of breasts. Just thinking of her tits had him rocking back on his heels as his dick twitched to life. Man, why couldn’t life be a little steadier for him right now. If that was the case, he’d have her flat on her back in no time.    
    When the line finally moved, Jordan let out a thankful sigh as the redhead reached the counter.  
    “Can I have a tall vanilla Frappuccino?”  
    Whoa, he knew that voice.  
    “Yup, name?”
    “Aynslee,” she said before looking down at her phone.  
    He couldn’t believe it. His heart started to pound and without really thinking he said, “Hopefully I don’t spill this cup on you too.”
    Looking over her shoulder, her confusion was replaced with a wide grin. Turning to face him, he noticed she must have been heading to work. Dress slacks and a purple blouse   that gave a nice view of her cleavage. If his third grade teacher had worn something like that, he was pretty sure he would have started liking girls at a much younger age. “The last time that happened, I had a wonderful trip home, Mr. Ryan.” Among other things.
    He chuckled before he looked up at the barista and ordered a mocha Frappuccino. Paying for both their drinks, he said, “This one is on me, just in case I spill it again.”
    She smiled up at him as they moved to the other end of the counter to wait for their drinks.  
    “This is a welcomed surprise,” she said looking up at him, her eyes searching his. She looked so good that he wanted nothing more than to get her tangled up in his sheets. Her hair was curled around her face, her makeup bright, matching the purple of her shirt. Her lips were glossed and her smile was unstoppable. He couldn’t believe how good he felt being around her.  
    Nodding his head, he said, “I was thinking the same thing.”
    She looked away, her cheeks full of color as she asked, “How have you been?”  
    “Good,” he said with a nod as he reached for their drinks, “Are you staying here?”
    “Are you?”
    He nodded.  
    “Then I am too.”
    They shared a smile as he led her to the back, by his favorite chair. He loved this Starbucks, it was only a mile from the airport the Assassins used. Sitting down across from her, he smiled before taking a sip of his coffee.  
    “Are you skipping school?”
    She laughed as she shook her head.
    “No, we are on break. Today is in-service day.”
    “Cool, I always loved in-service days.”
    “Me too, when I was kid, now I hate