Andi Jackson Books Novels & Stories

I even organized all of Jackson’s books by color, alphabet and even size. I wandered about looking for more to do but that was it. I already threw out the trash and cooking was off limits for me. I needed to find something, anything that would distract my restless mind from going into overdrive. I knew I should be more supportive. Jackson’s been nothing but kind to me, letting me stay by his side even though I wasn’t human and practically destroyed his apartment three times in a row. The least I could do was be patient and wait for him to figure things out.

ANICA FAITH MENDEZ'S POV "A woman?" Ezicx was as well shocked by the news I brought her. "But I was for sure that it was a man. Is that report accurate?" He gently lay Jackson on the crib and sat on the sofa, he tap the sofa and motioned me to sit beside him. I do not know why I am trying to figure these things out when this thought was already buried years ago. Curious about the novel, I took my phone out of my pocket and type the title of the book.

Street vendors sold jewelry, wooden carvings, candles that smelled like rain. At one stall, I lingered over a silver necklace—a crescent moon wrapped in vines, delicate and beautiful. “Like it?” Jackson murmured in my ear. “It’s gorgeous, but—” He already had his wallet out. “Jackson!” He grinned, unashamed. “Let me spoil you.” His fingers brushed my neck as he fastened the clasp. “I like making you smile.” The metal felt cool, but his touch burned. Next was a tiny bookstore that smelled like old paper. I watched Jackson run his fingers over the book spines, his expression serious, almost tender.

Trying to read if the sad expression was an act or reality. "Jackson was innocent."

Desperate to change the topic. Andreas moved aside for the big guy to come in." I am only two year's older than you brat. "Jackson spat. His eyes landed on the tiny girl who was standing in front of the couch." You must be Lia, right? "he asked the girl who just nodded. "Damn man, You got lucky. What a beauty! "he exclaimed. The way the man was admiring his wife didn't settle well with Andreas. Was it a good idea to ask him to tutor his wife? It was too late for a second thought. Andreas has known Jackson since his kindergarten days. Jackson is flirty, but he is a good friend.

” Kayley ~”You will when it is three in the morning. Jackson ~”Lucky men don't have to worry to feed babies.” Kayley ~”Who said that?” Jackson ~”That book you gave me to read.” Kayley ~”Don't believe everything you read.” Jackson ~”But that book.” Kayley ~”I don't care, I want that book back.” Drake ~”Boss have you learned how to change a nappy yet?” Jackson ~”Fuck no. That book said men don't have to change nappies either.”

There was no point to it. Not long after that the phone started ringing again so I let Jackson answer it and I headed upstairs to the bedroom with a fresh coffee and I got changed into something else that didn't look like pajamas. And I sat on the bed looking through some books when Jackson came into the room. "What are you doing? Those books are giving you nightmares." He says. "I need to see if there's anything else written about me in here." I say.

The Bar The place Jackson chose was quiet, tucked behind a busy road where people came to forget themselves politely. Low music. Dim lights. Too many bottles. Jackson was already there when Johnny arrived, two drinks deep and pretending he was fine. Johnny sat opposite him. “You started without me.” Jackson forced a smile. “I needed courage.” “That usually means nonsense follows.” Jackson laughed genuinely at that. For a while they drank in silence. Two men connected by one woman’s mistakes and one innocent child. Finally Jackson spoke. “Anita called her father today.” Johnny looked up. “And?” “She asked whose name should be on Micah’s documents.”

32 M I L O Jake dated Bianca Annalise. I don’t even remember who that woman is but she didn’t really matter. What mattered was Jake. Maybe he is bisexual? I can’t stop myself from thinking and worrying about his sexuality because he seems to be around Lindy all the damned time.

Jackson stood at the end of the aisle, patiently waiting but anxious. He glanced over at Erin who was bouncing Arthur Ronnie James on one knee while holding Adelaide Myers on the other. Arthur was just one month older than Adelaide and had his father’s dirty dishwater blond hair, he was wearing possibly the cutest little tuxedo Jackson had ever seen. Adelaide however had Riley’s red hair and Jackson’s greenish blue eyes, she was in a beautiful white dress with purple flower accents.