Cheers Jeff Novels & Stories

Jeff seemed afraid, but the calm yet mocking look in his gaze never faded away. “I can’t prove my innocence.” “There’s no need for me to do such a thing, either.” “If you want to blame me for this so badly, then just shoot me already!” “I even show you a single frown right now, I’ll be nothing more than a coward!” Jeff grabbed a glass of 1982 Lafite wine on the table and took a large swig. He then spread his arms wide, with a smile on his face.

Outside the gardening was just getting exciting as Alex decided to grace every one with his presence after Five years, the place fall into a hush as soon as he steps in carrying his usual smirk with one hand in his pocket, a waiter walk up to him immediately offering him wine but he decline walking pass the waiter his eyes scanning the room as everyone was trying to act normal he was hoping to see one person among the faces that stare back at him as he nod and shook hands it felt nice to see that he still knows how to work a room. People's attention turn towards the person hitting his champagne glass with spoon “A toast to Jeffrey” he said “a friend worthy of being called a friend always put

' Seeing that she was confused, Jeff instructed again, "Why are you just standing there? Go get it. Matthew, you'll have a drink with me later." "Of course. Mrs. Carrie, hurry up and go get the wine," Matthew said, signaling her to move. Although Mrs. Carrie did not quite understand, she hurried to the cabinet and found a bottle of Château Lafite inside. Relieved, she brought it back and poured a glass for Jeff and Matthew. Sophie could only suppress her emotions. Looking worried, she reminded him, "Grandpa, you should drink less." "Don't worry, I'm still strong. I plan to live until 90 at least so I can watch you and Cedric live happily together for another decade or so," Jeff said with a h

And now, my heart almost stops as I hear the gushing of the water finally stops, and Jeff’s humming fades. He then walks out of the bathroom door, as I turn around and look at his great physique from afar. I am still holding the wine glass I’ve been holding for the last couple of minutes. So I chug it all and put down the wine glass. “Thirsty, aren’t we?” he teases me when he saw me chug the whole glass of wine in one drinking. “No, more like nervous. I am nervous, Jeff,” then I walk to him, a little tipsy.

Then I started my cheer. “F-U-C-K, that's what we should do today!” I cheered. “You are too cute, you freaking rock! I want to feel that giant cock! W-E-T, that is what you do to me! You got me moist, that's pretty hot! I want your dick in my pink twat! So Jace, put that meat inside my pie! This cheerleader, she ain't no tease! I want that cock in my pussy! S-E-X-Y, that's...”

They’re all sweaty yet insatiable, as if possessing an energy I completely lack. “Hey man, you made it.” Here comes the guy from the food festival. What was his name again? “Jeffery,” Caleb answers my silent question as he shakes hands with the guy. Yeah, Jeffery. Jeffery’s lips spread into an unsettlingly wide grin as his gaze lands on me. “And you brought her,” he mouths. “Calm down, she’s with me,” Caleb quips. “Then I guess I should be telling you to calm down, bro.” Jeffery laughs, somewhat eerily. “I won’t bite, babe,” he smirks in my direction.

Councilman Jeff, looking at George, nudged him with his foot before sighing, “Let’s walk.” I didn’t say anything as I let him lead me around the building and out of ear shot. “Enjoying your stay?” “Are you to thank for the free drinks?” I asked “Of course.” “What’s the catch?” I asked. We have done a lot of business so professionalism goes out the window with us. Councilman Jeff laughed before he spoke, “I have a job but that isn’t payment. Payment is already in your room. The drinks were as an extra thanks.”

"I'm sorry to hear that, jeff." Jeff offered a small smile, appreciating the concern. "Thank you, drake. It's in the past now."

“Philip… save me…” The silence lasted for a whole two seconds before the crowd went wild. Mrs. Xanders sucked in a sharp breath. “Isn’t that Selena? And isn’t the man in bed with her Howard?” Mrs. Lane covered her mouth. “My goodness, isn’t he Mr. Wilson’s childhood friend? Doesn’t Selena post every day in Moms Unite on how to have a successful married life?” The younger neighbors behind them took their phones out. The security guards hurriedly stopped them. “Don’t take any photos! Call the ambulance first!”

Heavy with thoughts about Leah and Tia, I managed to locate one corner where I could put my table. “Varya, are you okay?” Jasmin asked softly, sitting down across from me. “I will be,” I said, signaling the bartender. “But right now, I need a drink.” Jasmin watched as I ordered a double whiskey, then another, and another. The alcohol burned on the way down, but it eased the pain, if only temporarily. Jasmine, ever the faithful friend, sat close beside me, nursing her mouth and watching me warily. After a few drinks, the effects could be felt. The room shook slightly, and my mind raced. But the meeting with Leah still plays over and over again in my mind, her harsh words ringing in my ears.