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CHAPTER 37
“Whada ya want?”
“Hi. Nick up?”
“No Nick here.”
Putting a hand out to stop the door from closing, Jordan said, “wait Tony, I know Nick’s here.”
“Look he’s on vacation. He ain’t interested in hooking up right now.”
“Tony look at me.”
“It’s too early in the morning to be puttin’ up with this shit. Leave or I’ll have security throw you out.”
“Tony get a grip. I’m Jordan.”
“So?”
“I’m meeting you guys here.”
“I don’t think so.”
“Tony Hello! Jordan? Nick’s friend. Now get out of my way.”
“Don’t think so.”
“Idiot,” muttered Jordan, pushing past him.
He was too stunned to react immediately. She crossed the main room. Tony grabbed her as she reached for the door to Nick’s room. Jordan was surprised to find herself lifted off the ground.
“Put me down Tony!”
“Don’t think so.”
“Can you say anything else?”
Smirking he said, “don’t think so.”
Jordan screamed, “put me down Tony before I hurt you!”
The door to Nick’s room flew open and he yelled, “what the fuck is going on?”
“I got it under control,” answered Tony.
“Man why are you carrying Shaq around?”
“Shaq?”
“Yes,” exclaimed Jordan.
“Why didn’t you say so,” asked Tony as he sat her down.
“Don’t know Tony? Maybe, because I go by Jordan? Besides we’ve met before.”
“I know, but Nick always calls you Shaq. I forgot your name was Jordan. Anyhow, ya got your hair all smushed up under the baseball cap and you’re wearin’ a grab a bootie and pinch shirt.”
“So,” she shot back at him.
“Soooo I couldn’t see your hair and usually only fans try to dress like Nick.”
“Fine! And want are you laughing at Shorty?”
“Only you would bust your way past Tony.”
“She didn’t bust past me,” said Tony defensively.
“I moved you,” said Jordan folding her arms over her chest.
“Where’s your room,” asked Nick.
“Next door.”
“How’d you manage that?”
“Not too long ago I was the one responsible for getting your room booked. I know all the answers to all their questions. Good thing I’m not a stalker.”
“Ain’t it the truth. Ya tired?”
“I slept some on the plane.”
“So? Are you tired,” he asked pointedly.
“Yes,” she answered in the same tone.
“Good. We’re all goin’ back to bed. Night Tony.”
Tony didn’t get a chance to reply, before Nick pulled Jordan into the bedroom and shut the door. Just then another door opened. Mike stuck his head out.
“What's all the noise?”
“God you sleep like a log. Shaq…um Jordan’s here.”
“Where,” asked Mike looking round the room.
“Nick’s room.”
“Really,” asked Mike quickly looking back at Tony.
“Really.”
“Do you think?”
“I don’t know. Don’t care. My head hurts like a motherfucker. I’m going back to bed.”
“Later dude.”
“Later.”
Jordan read the clock, 12:58. Nick fell asleep almost immediately after pulling her down on the bed with him. She had dozed after managing to kick her shoes off. She couldn't believe it. They were in Hawaii and Nick was sleeping the day away. She wiggled trying to get loose, but instead his grip tightened and he snuggled in closer to her back.
"Nick," she started tentatively. Nothing. "Nick!"
"Wha," gasped Nick as he startled awake.
"Its 1:00. Come on get up. You're wasting a beautiful day."
Letting go, he rolled to his back and stretched. "Yeah but we didn't get in until like 4."
"Hit the clubs?"
"Yeah."
"Explains better why Tony didn't recognize me."
"Yeah he was tore up last night," chuckled Nick.
"And you weren't?" Jordan's question was met with silence. "Thought so. Get up. It's time to go out into the light of day."
"Shaq," whined Nick. He turned over and buried his head under the pillows.
Popping him on the butt, she said, "Shorty I didn't fly all this way to sit around a hotel suite."
"We're going out tonight."
"Oh Joy! Now get up or I'm smacking your ass again."
"I'm up. Geesh. May I take a shower?"
"Please do."
"Smart ass."
"Your point?"
Pulling her into a bear hug, he answered, "I'm glad you’re here."
"Me too."
She laughed as she watched him scratch his butt on his way into the shower. She called room service and ordered some coffee. They could all go out for a late lunch. Jordan answered the door when the coffee arrived. She was pouring herself a cup when Mike came stumbling out of his room.
"Mike?"
"Yeah. Jordan?"
"Yeah. Nice to meet you. Coffee?"
"God yes! Nice to meet you."
Jordan handed him a cup before settling on the couch. Nick found them talking once he finished his shower and dressed. Mike excused himself to take his shower. He was joining them for lunch. Nick woke up Tony by literally rolling him out of bed. After much fussing he agreed to go. However, he refused to shower.
Jordan felt like she was back in college with a bunch of the frat boys during lunch. She watched as the three guys ogled every barely dressed girl with a decent body passing by. Their hormones were definitely in overdrive. Mike and Tony teased Nick about the girl he almost took back to his room the night before. They razzed him harder when he blushed, because Jordan was listening.
After lunch, they went back to the hotel and walked along its private beach. Jordan could see Nick's entire body relax as he watched the water. Looking to water for peace was something they shared.
Heading back inside, Mike and Tony headed to the weight room. Nick and Jordan went back to the room to talk.
As the sun set, the group prepared for the evening. A restaurant the concierge recommend was the first stop, followed a club he had also mentioned. The club's doorman recognized Nick immediately and buzzed the owner, who greeted them just inside the door. He led them through to the VIP section.
Jordan spent the night dancing some with the guys, but for the most part she watched them put away the drinks. Early in the evening, a cute blonde talked her way into the VIP Section. Someone he had been talking to in passing introduced her to Nick. As the evening wore on Nick and Amber, as Jordan later learned, became more attached to each other. Once Amber was sure she had Nick's attention, she pulled a group of her friends up to join them.
Jordan sat in the back of the booth drinking her water and thinking, 'I'm too old for this shit.' She was happy when the guys decided to leave. Her happiness was short lived when she realized they were merely moving the party back to the hotel. She developed a headache on the way back from all the high pitched giggling.
Reaching their floor, Jordan hugged Nick goodnight and headed for her room.
"Shaq, where ya goin'?"
"To bed."
"No! You have to party with us."
Mike had the presence of mind to open the door so everyone could go in, but Nick remained in the hall.
"Nick my head hurts. I'm going to bed."
"I sowwy your head hurts," he said, leaning down to kiss it.
"It's OK. Nick do you have protection."
"Huh?"
"Condoms Nick."
"Yeah. Why?"
"If you let her stay, use one please."
Nick suddenly looked lucid. "I promise I will."
"Good. Night Nicky."
"Night Dan."
Chapter 38
“Up and at’em!”
“I’m up,” said Nick, shooting straight up in bed.
“Good. I’ll leave you two to dress.”
“Who do you think you are? His fucking mother?”
Jordan stood at the end of the bed. “If I were his mother, you wouldn’t be in his bed right now.”
“Why’s that,” asked the girl in a defiant tone.
“You would have never gotten into his bed. See you in the main room in a few.”
“It’s only Noon,” grumbled Nick.
“I know, but I’m not letting you sleep through the day while I’m here. Now get up.”
“OK.”
Jordan closed the door and Nick got out of bed. He wandered into the bathroom. Looking in the mirror, he sighed. He looked like he felt and he felt like shit. He jumped when a warm body pressed against his back. He felt her lips on his back in between words.
“Nick…you left me in that big old bed…you don’t really want to get up.”
“Well,” he trailed off.
“See I know…you want…to …stay here…here with me,” she finished while allowing her hand to slide down and wrap around his length.
“Mmmm.”
“See my plan is much better than hers.”
Smirking, Nick said, “yeah it feels like a really good plan.”
“I don’t know why you would want to go hang with someone one so old and bitchy anyway.”
Nick tensed and pulled her hand away from his hardness. Turning to face her, he saw her smiling up at him. She tilted her head as if expecting a kiss. He dropped her hand.
“Um…Amm...Amber?”
“Yes Amber,” she replied.
“I think it’s time you go.”
“What?”
“You heard me. I’ve got things to do with my friends.”
“I thought I was your friend.”
“Sure. I just promised I would do something with them.”
“But Nick you know I can be more fun than them,” she began to plead, reaching out to stroke him again.
“Amber stop. I’ve asked you to leave. So come on let’s get your clothes.”
“You know what? I am leaving. I got what I wanted anyway. I fucked the famous Nick Carter,” she yelled.
Amber dressed quickly. She entered the main room of the suite to find Tony, Mike and Jordan eating breakfast. The two boys looked at her blankly. Jordan couldn’t resist.
“Bagel?”
"Bitch!"
"No dear. BAY-GUL?"
“Fuck you! You know what? You can have him. Loser Backstreet Boy isn’t any good anyway!”
Amber turned to see Nick standing behind her and smirked. The hurt in his eyes was all the fuel Jordan needed.
“What is your name? Wait nevermind. Its not important, because…,” Jordan chuckled. “You’re not important.”
“What,” asked Amber, visibly taken aback.
“Like you said in there, you got what you wanted. He did nothing wrong. You gave him a warm place to put it. You went after him. As far as him not being any good…well he can only do so much on his own.”
“What’s that suppose to mean?”
"Yeah what's that suppose to mean," echoed Nick.
Ignoring Nick, Jordan continued, “looking at you I can tell he didn’t have a whole lot to work with. Maybe you can stop by a bookstore and pick up a book on the art of sex. I mean good sex requires both people to fully participate and know what they're doing. If only one participant knows what they're doing then it’s really only masturbation. So guess that means you helped Nick masturbate last night."
"You are such a bitch."
"Why yes I am," replied Jordan with a smile.
Without another word, Amber stormed out of the room.
"Come have breakfast Nick."
"Not hungry.”
And so started the day. Nick was sullen most of the morning. Even being out on a catamaran didn’t lift his spirits. His mood only worsened when they returned to hotel. The group stepped off the elevator to find Kevin knocking on Jordan’s door.
“What the fuck are you doing here?”
“Hey Nick. I’m here to surprise Jordan,” he replied then looked at her. “Surprise.”
“Nick is this an ambush?”
“What? NO,” he yelled. “I didn’t tell him you were here. This is my vacation. I sure as hell don’t want Dad around.”
“Don’t worry I won’t be around you.”
“Fuck you Kevin.”
“Again the quick comeback.”
Jordan stepped between the two men. “Tony, Mike get Nick in his room.”
“Jordan!”
“Nick, let me handle this.”
“Fine,” he said as he shoved past everyone into his room. “Get your asses in here.”
Tony and Mike barely got inside before Nick slammed the door.
“In my room now,” ordered Jordan.
Kevin followed her into the room. He thought they would talk, instead Jordan went to her suitcase. Without a single glance his way, she began changing into workout clothes. Picking up her room key, she headed for the door.
“Where are you going?”
“Kevin look at me. What do you see?”
“I know you’re pissed, but we can talk this through.”
“I am so angry right now I can’t talk to you.”
“Oh yeah? Why?”
“Because it is taking every ounce of control I have not to pummel you. You have pushed me too far this time. So right now I’m going to take my anger out in a safe way. You stay in this room and you stay away from Nick.”
“Fine I’ll stay away from the baby.”
“See that you do. By the way, you are acting more like a child than he is.”
She turned to leave, but he stopped her with his next sentence.
“Jordan I’ll wait here for us to talk, but I want to tell you something.”
“What,” sighed Jordan.
“I came to give you control.”
Jordan just stared at him for a moment. Anger radiated from her body as she left. He stretched out on the bed and waited. Soon he drifted off to sleep.
Jordan spent a good hour with a punching bag. At first, she tried knocking the bag to the ground, then as she calmed she just allowed the repetitive punching to help her think. Finishing her workout, she looked through the yellow pages the concierge had. She used the lobby phone to call a specialty shop. Once she confirmed they had what she was wanted she stopped by Nick’s room.
Mike answered the door. He and Tony cleared out so Nick and Jordan could talk.
“I swear I didn’t tell him you were coming.”
“I believe you. Don’t worry I’ll find out his source.”
“Let’s go out tonight and leave his ass here.”
“Nick, I hate to tell you this, but even without him here I wasn’t going out tonight.”
“Why?”
“Because I’m not going to watch you get drunk and pick up random girls.”
“Hey I’m 21.”
“I know you are, but still.”
“Don’t give me shit too,” he said. “I can do whatever I want. I’m not hurting anyone.”
“See that you don’t.”
“I’m fine.”
“Be careful.”
“I always am.”
“Well I guess I should go deal with Kevin. Nicky do me a favor.”
“What?”
“I probably won’t be over to drag your ass out of bed in the morning. Don’t come looking. One way or another this will end before I leave this island.”
“You be careful.”
“I always am.”
Jordan hugged him and left. She opened the door to find Kevin asleep on her bed. Picking up her purse she headed back out. Hailing a taxi, she went to the shop she had called. She was back before Kevin woke up.
“Kevin wake up,” she yelled in his ear.
“Ow! Shit!”
“Get out,” she said flatly.
“What? No we’re talking.”
“You said you were giving control to me. It’s what you want right? Me in complete control.”
Her voice was low and velvety. He smiled and pulled her down for a kiss. She allowed the kiss, but soon pulled away.
“I’m in control?”
“You’re in control.”
“Then leave. Go get some dinner. Give me an hour. When you come back everything will be ready.”
Before he could leave, Jordan pulled on his ponytail. She devoured his lips in a kiss. He felt her hands at his waistband, felt a tug then heard the zipper being pulled down. Her hand slid inside his pants. Wrapping around him, she smiled as she felt his instant reaction to her touch. Pulling him free of his pants she dropped to her knees and took him into her mouth without any pretense. He groaned and grabbed her head. She sucked him hard, but too soon to his liking she pulled away. She gently placed him back in his pants. Standing she kissed him.
“If Kevin’s a good boy, he’ll get everything he’s asking for. The question is…can he handle what he asks for?”
Jordan didn’t allow him to answer before pushing him out of the room. He stood in the hall for a moment, recovering. He went to dinner with the room key and a big smile on his face.
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