She turned slowly her eyes still locked with Andy's and walked into the bathroom to retrieve some ibuprofen and then into the kitchen area to get a glass of water for him to swallow the small pills. Once she returned Andy was now sitting on the sofa again and Jordan walked over and handed him the pills and glass of water. His hand closed over hers as she dropped the tiny pills into his masculine palm and it sent shivers up her spine. She wondered what it would feel like to have those strong hands caress her. He swallowed the pills quickly and stood up nearly knocking her over. "I think we better go before your date arrives." He moved toward the door before he acted on the impulse to drag her into his arms again. "Sure." The syllable was flat and toneless. I have to make her believe me Andy thought or she'll never trust me again. I can't let her out of my life that easily. Jordan wondered what Andy was thinking. She was sure that if he knew she just wanted to spend some more time with him he would take it all wrong. Why was she reacting to him this way? For a year now she had eluded the charms of some of the most sought after bachelors in Georgia and now some island guy was making her pulse race and her heart skip a beat every time their hands touched or their eyes met.
Jordan and Andy thought they could both use the fresh air and decided to walk along the beach to Andy's house instead of calling a cab. After a few steps Jordan removed her shoes, which now swung freely, from her right hand, as she walked next to Andy. She was drawn to him like a magnet; she could not control herself. True to his statement the night air was a bit cool and she wrapped the velvet Shaw around her shoulders as she and Andy walked along the beach in companionable silence. Andy broke the silence first. "I love the beach. My favorite time is early morning when the sun peaks over the horizon." Andy seemed lost in a memory as he stared straight ahead. "How long have you lived here?" She asked genuiningly interested. "All my life. My parents built the house a few years before I was born." He stated staring out at the cool sand." That's really neat. Do you have any brothers and sisters?" "Oh yes I have a brother and a sister. I'm the oldest then there's Renada, and Aaron is the baby." "Do they live near you?" "Aaron lives with his wife and two girls in Washington, Renada lives here as a chef. Aaron is a foreign diplomat and does a lot of traveling." "So what is it that you do?" Jordan asked her curiosity now piqued. Andy smiled at the interest she was showing in his family and himself. "I have my MIT from Vermont University. Mostly I buy businesses and companies and either break them down for a resale, or if I like the product I'll improve upon the place and get it growing again. I also have some side jobs that I handle for close friends. I've told you all about me what about you? Where are you from and do you have any brothers or sisters?" He glanced sideways at her as they walked along the shore. "I grew up in a small town called Webster, Georgia. I had two brothers both older than me. Chris is an engineering professor at Florida State and Jacob was killed when he was a teenager by a drunk driver on the way home from a school dance."