Although it was for a reason still a mystery to him, he wanted to share some sense of intimacy with her. He didn't want to be treated like a patient or client only, but this. . .this expression that was currently etched on her face wasn't what he wanted. Yeah, she was being expressive and impassioned but this wasn't the emotion he wanted on her face.
He didn't want to see her in fear or panic as she was currently in. He kept staring at her face, at her now pale lips which were quivering slightly, at her emerald green eyes which were now dull with concernment as they darted about, unable to meet his own chocolate brown eyes.
"What to do. What to do. What to fucking do! Right! An ambulance! I gotta call 911 immediately," Jordan immediately snapped out of it when he saw her reaching for her purse in an attempt to find her mobile device.