Jordan actually made a pretty quick recovery. It was honestly like that man was determined to get better so that his wife wouldn't worry as much, and so that he could hold his child for longer. It was funny, watching the man that Andrew had considered shy before, maybe even quiet, get louder and bolder.
Andrew had a feeling that he shared a lot more traits with Jordan than he originally thought, especially when Andrew had walked in on an argument that Rose and Jordan were having one day. It had looked like a showdown between a big cat and a small, stubborn dog.
Jordan won, of course. Rose folding like a damn chair when Jordan gave her a particularly harsh look. Andrew couldn't blame her. How was anyone supposed to fight against their injured partner who had just brought life into the world? Andrew knew that Maxwell would be able to bat an eyelash at him if their roles were reversed and he would fold without him even asking.
