Dave X John Lemon Novels & Stories

Johnson suggested. "What? No, we're just friends, and I respect Ellaine too much. What would she think if her cousin and I became a couple? It would be so awkward," Dave explained. "Although it's not easy to move on and forget the memories you built, I hope your wounds will heal, and I hope you'll find happiness," Mr. Johnson expressed his understanding. "Thank you, Mr. Johnson," Dave replied with a smile. Their conversation was interrupted when the food they had ordered arrived, bringing a light-hearted moment between them.

The kind I hadn’t seen in a while. Maybe he was excited about skiing. Maybe that’s why. And I could wait. Our talk could wait. "Are you gonna go talk to him?" Liam asked. I shook my head quickly. "Nah, I’ll pass." He nodded, then he glanced at Jason and then at me. "You guys... are you both a thing or..." "I'm dating Dave." I put in. "Who the fuck is Dave?" "Uh... Tall and cute. He's not from our school if you're wondering. The relationship is pretty new so..."

David asked. “Are you really only 21 years old?” Leeman did not answer David, but instead, asked a question. “Yeah, I’m going to be 22 soon,” David replied. “Haha, good! Thompson gave me such a huge present!” Leeman guffawed and said.

He was already reaching for the lemon, but he hadn't moved back yet, and Bella was very aware that Devon was three feet away and paying close attention to whatever he was supposedly reading on his phone. "Yes," she said. "Lemon." Liam cut the lemon with one clean motion and squeezed it directly into the pan, and the smell that came off it was immediate and sharp and good. He tasted it himself, right from the spoon, watching her while he did. "Better?" she asked. "Much," he said. He was not talking about the sauce and they both knew it and neither of them said anything about it. Ethan called her over at the counter twenty minutes later.

She was nothing, just an outdated model whose sudden popularity has gotten to her head. ‘’Jane, just you wait and see. I will make sure you regret ever stepping on me and Leslie’’ Dave promised under his breath as he took another sip of his vodka.

Dave arrived shortly after ten on Monday. He was about thirty with broad shoulders, dark hair and deep brown eyes. Jen greeted him at the door with a big hug. She introduced Abby. Dave smiled and put out his hand. "Pleased to meet you ma'am. I understand you have a leak that needs attention. Show me where it is and I'll get to work." Abby felt her knees go weak when he gazed into her eyes. He was gorgeous. "Um, sure. It's in the bathroom upstairs. Follow me."

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Each leap he took made his heart feel heavier. The heavy oak door swung open before he could reach for the handle. Leonard stood on the threshold, backlit by the warm glow from within. He wasn’t in a suit like always. Dave had joked before that he was likely born in suits and would die in them. It had been a joke between them for years. Now, instead of the suits Dave was used to seeing on him, he was putting on black ripped jeans and a charcoal jumper pushed to his elbows, revealing forearms dusted with silvering hair. Brown, caring eyes found Dave’s through the damp twilight and held.

"Dave, your hands..." "You're so hard," Daveson marveled, his fingers exploring the impressive length and thickness of him. "So big, Leo. I can feel how much you want this." Leonard's breath was coming in harsh pants now. "Want you. Only you. Been going crazy thinking about this."

Leo sighed deeply, his shoulders dropping slightly as he realized I wasn’t going to let it go. "Dave escaped," he admitted finally, his voice low but grave. "On his way to prison. He’s changed his identity and has been on the run ever since." My stomach dropped. "Changed his identity?" I echoed, struggling to wrap my head around it. "What do you mean?" Leo’s gaze darkened, his jaw tightening as if he hated having to explain further. "He’s not the same person anymore—literally. He’s found a way to erase his old life, and now… no one knows who or where he is."