Page 18 of Dirty Ultimatum


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Her sister’s sassiness was breaking through. Jordan chuckled and shook her head. Omara had definitely been hanging around cops too much.

“I’m not going to answer that,” Jordan joked.

“Well, don’t make us wait too long. I need to meet the man who has tamed my wild-ass sister,” Omara teased.

Jordan grinned, not going to argue with her. If any man could come close to taming her, it was Rhys Newman.

“I promise. Now did you call me to guilt trip me or was there a reason for this call?” Jordan asked. She didn’t want to cut Omara off, but if she didn’t really want anything then they could continue this call another day.

“Damn, girl. Always direct.” Omara giggled. “Well, did you forget about the baby shower?”

“Of course I haven’t forgotten. How can I when Mom is texting me every other day needing me to do something.” Not that Jordan minded, but their mother was a drill sergeant when it came to ensuring her daughter’s baby shower went off without a hitch. Omara’s special day was going to be just that. Jordan had taken care of all the details that were needed here in Columbia. Their family was coming in from Atlanta, and it was going to be an epic shower. “Was there something you needed?”

“Besides knowing that you’re alive and well? Not really, but there were a few things I wanted to go over. I figured we could grab lunch this week.”

“Sure, but I’m not changing anything with the shower without Mom.” Jordan snorted.

There was no way she would go up against their mother. That woman was finally getting a second grandchild, and she was on a warpath to ensure the baby shower went off without a hitch. Jordan looked forward to seeing her sister and going out to lunch with her. Maybe they could make a day out of it. She couldn’t remember the last time they had a girls’ day.

“Chicken.” Omara mimicked the sound of a chicken. She fell into a fit of laughter.

Jordan held the phone away from her ear for a moment before bringing it back. Rhys hollered at the television, lost inthe game. Jordan eyed him for a moment. He didn’t even glance her way, his attention was solely on the TV.

“Definitely not a chicken, just a fan of breathing.”

They made arrangements to meet for lunch at one of their favorite cafés located near Omara’s beauty shop. Jordan disconnected the call. She turned back and walked over to Rhys. Honor gave her a slick side-eye. The stubborn dog appeared to not want to give up her spot on the chaise with Rhys.

“It’s like that, huh?” Jordan playfully scowled at the German Shepherd. She folded her arms.

Honor gave a whine and glanced back at Rhys.

“You took her spot.” Rhys gave the dog a firm rub on top of her head, motioning for her to get down. “Give Jordan her seat back.”

Honor gave a whine. She slowly hopped down from the chair. Jordan smirked as the dog gave a humph and ambled over to her water bowl.

“Don’t mind her. She’s just being dramatic.” Rhys chuckled.

Jordan returned to her spot and leaned into his warmth. The scent of his cologne always had her nuzzling her face into his chest.

“I can deal with dramatic women,” Jordan joked. She glanced over at the television and saw that it was on commercials. She peeked up at Rhys and found his eyes on her. There was a warmth that was always there when he looked at her. She had to admit she liked it. His eyes gave so much away when it came to his emotions. “Is something on your mind?”

“Just wondering if everything is good with you and your sister?”

She took a moment to think of the statement, and deep down, she knew the answer.

“Yeah, we’re good. She’s still trying to figure out who you are. She’s on that you know Zain.” Jordan smirked.

Rhys of course knew the entire SWAT team. They had worked on countless missions together.

“That crazy son of a bitch.” Rhys grinned. He tightened his hold on her. “How’d he pull your sister?”

“I don’t even want to know.” She shook her head. She had heard plenty of stories of Zain’s and Iker’s antics with women. But Zain wasn’t the same person anymore. There was definitely a change to him. She could see it in all of the guys. They were all in love with their women and would do anything for them.

Hell, she’d even helped out when shit had hit the fan.

The Demon Lords had it in for the SWAT team. The infamous gang did not like the police, much less the SWAT team, and that was an understatement. They had tried their hand at coming for members of the SWAT team and their loved ones.

Jordan’s heart skipped a beat at the thought of something happening to Rhys or Nova or even Honor. Her hand tightened into a tight fist as emotions swirled around in her chest. She understood exactly what her fellow SWAT teammates felt. She hadn’t until she’d met Rhys. There was nothing she wouldn’t do to protect her man. Jordan had even begun looking at Nova as a daughter.

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