Chapter Twelve.

Jordan's P . O . V

After work, I stayed at Brittany's up until it was way late into the night and let's face it, I know you're thinking it... Yes, i am definitely avoiding Ralph.

He's not in any way giving me any troubles at all but with the thoughts boozing through my head since after our little shower plumber scene, I don't think I should actually be alone with him.

Even this morning, when he suddenly appeared behind me shirtless while I was busy searching for my juice box, it was tense. We barely said much to each other but the close proximity and silent stares was more than enough to squeeze my throat dry.

If I didn't need a fresh change of clothes for the next day at work and if Brittany wasn't such a terrible person to share a bed with, I would have spent the night over.

After all the exhaustion from the day's work, I deserve proper sleep without being interrupted by feet in my face every minute of the entire night.

The all too familiar trees and buildings of the streets calml