Dawson Leery Novels & Stories

" one of the guy's said winking at me. "Hey Jeff don't even look at her she's off limits okay.." Dawson said annoyed. "Chill okay don't act too possessive when she isn't even your fiancée." The Damon guy said Dawson coffed then he took a bottle of drink "So bae since you are the newest among us maybe we should make some introductions, I'm Cherri Leonard a worker at miss Krystal's airline and you are??" A First Lady said and everyone's gaze turned to me, I hide my face shyly.

When Julie is this angry, even Nicole didn't dare to argue with her mother. ..... In the Ashford group, Leo invited Dawson for a chat like the latter requested. "Mr. Ashford, I agree that i messed up. Please, it was my mistake that I tried to sabotage your company. Please, please forgive me this one time" Dawson begged Leo. Dawson Wright who always looked impressive in his custom tailored suits is now looking disheveled in his crumpled clothes and unkempt appearance. Leo glanced at Dawson with his gaze narrowed.

"That's the truth!" another voice called out. "Charles Whitaker was just trying to ruin the Lube name because his own team can't clear the first round! That hacking excuse was pathetic!" Tyler Dawson heard the entire conversation as he walked past the wash racks, his jaw tightening as he turned toward the inner office. He burst through the oak frame without knocking on the wood. Ada was sitting quietly behind his desk, his eyes fixed on the glowing monitor, but it was obvious his mind was tracking a completely different trail in the woods.

And a second later, Leon's head was lying on the table, he had passed out from drinking too much. Diana quickly raised Alpha Darren's hand in the air. Then Canis started clapping. “Congratulations Alpha Darren, you won! You will get a special prize from Leon!” Everyone clapped including Diana. Diana looked at Cartis, "good job. Thank you.”

Chasity made sure to text her friend, letting them know that she was catching a ride with me again, back to my house. “Hey Dawson,” John greeted with a sympathetic smile as he jumped into the back seat. “You feel better?” Gio asked, as he too, got into the car. Chasity nodded her head and replied “yeah.” Liar, I inwardly thought to myself. All three of us knew that she was lying, but we knew that she was just trying to put up a brave face. That is one of the things I realized about Dawson. She only shows fear when it comes to something that could hurt her mother. For example, the letter scared her because she was concerned about how it could affect her mom. This rumor hurts her, but she is p

Someone had set up a neat little diversion: make Cassandra look guilty, toss her the stage, it was a really smart move. My phone buzzed with a text from Dawson, asking if I’d seen his last set of thermal stills. I thumbed an answer back: On it. Call me when you’re done. Don’t let Tyler nap in a vehicle, he’ll miss everything. He showed up two minutes later, hair in that perpetual "I meant to look like this" mess and an expression that said he hadn’t slept either. He dropped into the chair across from me and scanned the table. "You found a match?" he asked.

The air was thick with warmth and onions and the kind of comfort you don’t recognize as rare until you’re older. Across from me sat Dawson Lane. He was only twenty, one then, but he already carried himself like the world had asked things of him early and he’d answered without complaint. Broad shoulders straining the seams of a simple button down, dark hair still damp from a shower, the beginnings of a serious jawline that would someday look like it had been carved from stubborn stone. He laughed at something Liberty said, some dramatic retelling of a teacher mispronouncing “photosynthesis” and the sound hit me like sunlight through blinds. Bright. Brief. Not mine to keep.

she replied, feigning a smile which I didn't return. I folded my arms. “Liam’s going to try something. You know it. I know it. If you want to make things right, now’s the time.” I breathed, my voice was low and calculated. Aliana’s lip quivered. “What do you need?” She asked “Anything. Everything. Where he might go. Who might he use?” I rasped almost immediately. She closed her eyes for a second. “There’s a man. Dawson. He used to work cyber ops for Liam. Quiet, loyal. The kind who blends in. If anyone can slip past your security, it’s him.”

She never lost a game and obviously to him this was a game. "That simple huh" Mr. Dawson chuckled a bit, his smile not reaching his eyes but it didn’t take away from the fact that it was the purest sound she had ever heard. It was a sound that caused her panties to soak and her stomach to clench. Mr. Dawson unbuttoned his cufflinks with ease like he has done a thousand times and rolled his shirt up to his elbows. The veins on his forearms were distinguishable and Maya found herself taking a liking to them. Mr. Dawson smirked when her eyes locked onto his arms and hands, most probably thinking what he could do with those hands. The erection in his pants hardened at the thought forcing a guttu

"Mr. Foster, what would you like to drink?" "What about Lily?" Ryan asked. "Lily went busy, do you want me to call her for you?" Andrew was very humble. "No need, no need. I just asked casually. Give me a cup of black tea." "Okay, please wait a moment." After the male assistant left the room, Ryan propped his chin with one hand and looked at Dawson. Dawson was looking at the project proposals from several departments that had been delivered today. "What's going on between you and Keely, bro?"