Ch2 Insanely Eccentric

“You’re insane! You do realize that, don’t you?” Ben growled.

Jordan grinned at his older brother as he lazily folded his shirt before placing it carefully into his suitcase. “And I keep telling you when you’ve got enough money it’s called being eccentric,” he replied.

“Eccentric is showing up at a business meeting wearing a flowery bonnet and a loincloth. Going to Europe with a complete stranger is insane,” he retorted.

Jordan straightened up looking pensive. “I should do that. Would any of those sourpusses at our corporate meetings even crack a smile if I showed up wearing a loincloth and flowery bonnet? Be worth doing it just to see their reaction.”

Ben glared at him. “Will you be serious for a minute?”

 “I am. I’ve been working on my abs. I could get away with a loincloth. The flowery bonnet, though... not so sure about that,” Jordan said.

Ben made his typical growling sound and tossed a pillow at him. “What are you thinking, Jordan? This woman could be a psycho or worse. You don’t know her,” he said anxiously.

Ch1-When Idiot Meets Moron

 

Jordan sighed and he quickly looked about to find the echo. He had just heard another sigh, one which wasn’t his own. He caught a view of a particularly pretty, though miserable looking woman. She was beautifully dress and sitting three seats away from him at the end of the nearly empty bar. She was also nursing a drink and she certainly looked like he felt.

“Had a rough night too, huh?” he asked.

She lifted her head and gave him a wistful smile. “No more than usual,” she replied, a tiny hitch to her voice belying this completely.

He knew he should stop talking, but misery loves company, and man, did he need company; if it came in the package of a nice lady all the better. He’d take anything right now even if it came with a smack across the face for his impertinence. To be alone was to be thinking and he didn’t need that, not tonight, perhaps not for a long time.