The audience had gone quiet as Jordan and Mitchell sang 'You and I.' Christine and her group stood off to the side and listened as the two sang the duet. Christine couldn't help but wonder how well Mitchell knew the famous Jordan Quick. They sang as if they were in love, and it caused Christine concern. When they finished singing, the crowd erupted into applause and cheers. Dwayne smiled as he joined the couple at the piano. "Now tell me what you think, Jordan. Is he perfect, or what? That was an incredible rendition of that song. You two fit together perfectly." "Okay, he's pretty and he can sing. I'll take a chance on him since you think it'll work. I know you've had a lot of success in the industry, but it still seems funny to have a black man managing a Country singer." Jordan said. "You've got a lot to learn about music, young lady. When you have an ear for music, color makes no difference. You just know what sounds good and what doesn't. I have an ear for tone and pitch. I can
She couldn't wait to call Jason and tell him about her possible new career. Perhaps she'd be traveling to New York and get to visit him at West Point. Then she thought about leaving Mitchell. The thought of being so far from him bothered her more than she cared to admit, even to herself. He was Christine's man. But Maddie knew that he would always be the first man she loved. She just hoped he wouldn't be the only one. Jason was working hard to join that exclusive club. Maddie decided she had better tell Mitchell goodbye that day since she may be too busy to see him again for a long time. When things settled down with Jordan, Maddie drew Mitchell aside during a break in their promotional duties. "Mitchell, I'm going to try this modeling thing. I don't know if it'll work out, but if it does, I may not see very much of you anymore, at least for a while. Promise me that you'll think about me and call and email me as much as you can. Promise to take care of Willow, Hailey, Mom and Christin
Mitchell and Christine exchanged looks as Nell presented her proposal to Jordan. It seemed like they were going to be babysitting a spoiled, addicted, but talented diva. Half an hour later, the five of them were loaded in Christine's car and headed home. "Just a minute, Christine. Pull back off the road," insisted Mitchell as Christine came to a stop. Mitchell climbed out of the SUV and opened the back door. He plucked the cigarette from Jordan's mouth and tossed it down and then ground it with his heel. Then he reached into her pocketbook, yanked a pack of cigarettes out and crushed them in his hand before walking to a nearby trash can and tossing the pack into it. Then he climbed back into the front passenger seat and nodded for Christine to drive. "You asshole!" screamed Jordan. "Who the fuck do you think you are? You can't take away my smokes. I'm over eighteen and can smoke if I want." "You shouldn't have tried lighting up in someone else's car. That tells me that you have no r
"Okay. I'm sorry that I swore, everyone. It's a bad habit I'm trying to break. Now let me up so I can rinse my mouth you big bas ... bully," sobbed Jordan as she tried to speak without ingesting the soap. Mitchell slid off Jordan, then gently picked her up and placed her on her feet. Jordan looked at him for a second then accepted the glass of water Christine handed her. Everyone left the bathroom as Jordan began rinsing her mouth and spitting into the sink. "I imagine you had an interesting ride home," observed Melissa to Christine. Hailey and Willow had to hold their hands over their mouths to keep from giggling out loud. "I'm seeing a whole new side of Mitchell," admitted Christine. "He and Jordan are like oil and water. They just don't seem to mix. In his defense, he warned her that he'd wash her mouth out if she persisted in her swearing. I don't think I'd like to be treated like that, but I hope I'd never behave like she did, either." "Remember when you explained to me that o
The four seniors left classes Thursday afternoon and reported to the gym. There were numerous sports reporters in attendance, as well as Nell Daniels. She smiled and waved to Mitchell when he stepped onto the small raised platform. Since all four of the seniors had been involved in the shooter attack in some way, the press was very interested in the announcements. Three of the students had been shot during the attack and Tyler had been present when Mitchell killed the first shooter, and then opened the door for Mitchell that fateful morning. The sports reporters dwelled on the attack and the heroic actions of the seniors. They asked quite a few questions about that day and then a few about the championship season. Nell waited her turn and then asked the guys what career they would pursue after college and what majors they had selected. Then she asked how they had chosen the schools, or if they simply went to the school that offered the best scholarship. Mitchell was surprised at the
Mitchell was completely healed from his ordeal at the hand of the demented shooter, but he found his conditioning had suffered greatly over the past month. Between being shot, beaten, ill, and cold, he had done very little exercising. Rehearsals began at six in the morning and lasted until long after the sun had set. Thursday night found Mitchell and Christine alone in Mitchell's hotel room. "I thought we'd never be alone again." complained Christine. "I've been on the pill for a while and we still haven't had sex. I don't know about you, but I'm so ready I can hardly stand it." "Your dad spoke to me before we left. He asked me if we've had sex yet and I told him that we haven't done anything that would remove you from the virgin ranks. He told me he wanted you to remain in that rare state for a few more weeks," revealed Mitchell. "He said your mom wants to be sure that the birth control has had time to be effective. He also said he wants us to sleep in our own rooms at the hotel, an
"I can see that," responded Christine with a big smile as Mitchell headed in their direction. "I won't tell him what you said, but you should tell him what you think. He's really a very good guy. You'd get along great if you'd forget those little incidents.""Christine, you're stunning this morning," observed Mitchell as he ran his eyes over his girlfriend. "Jordan, you look great in that suit. I know Nell's good, but she didn't create that figure. You're really sexy.""You really mean it?" asked a surprised Jordan. "You really think I look sexy? You're gorgeous in that tuxedo. I mean, ... you look good, too."Jordan blushed as she realized that she had revealed more than she had intended. Mitchell had been cruel and overbearing to her and she didn't want him to think she was okay with that. No one could get away with treating her like he did that day.Christine was pleasantly surprised at the turnout for the promotion. They were attracting a lot of interest from shoppers of all a
Christine was silent as she took the scene in. Smiling, she pulled up her phone and took a picture of the group packed tightly on the bed. "Now we have to wake these girls up and get them to their rooms. We sure don't dare leave them here all night. It wouldn't be safe, for Mitchell." Christine began shaking the girls gently, beginning with Jordan. It took a few shakes before Jordan opened her eyes. She looked at Christine and slowly realized where she was. She had Mitchell's arm around her shoulders and draped across her ample bosom. "Christine. I'm so sorry. We were watching TV and fell asleep. Mitchell didn't do anything. His arm wasn't even there when he was knocked out. I didn't do anything. Donna and the girls were here. They can vouch for me," insisted Jordan. "You're beginning to succumb to Mitchell's charms, too? Don't worry about his arm. Maybe now you understand his relationship with Maddie better. He's really starting to like you, although he won't be making love to you.