Eater Jackson Hole Novels & Stories

Besides, although the place looked beautiful for now, he couldn't directly monitor Hayle due to his work. "Are you going away again later?" Hayle asked, observing the man whose eating manners were so impressive. Full of table manners she often saw on television. Hayle felt embarrassed by her own uncouth eating habits. Fortunately, they were dining alone here. Hayle watched Jaxter eat his favorite medium-rare steak, wanting to ask for some but refraining.

"Put that pen down. Time to eat. Reports can wait." I looked at Ethan while silently asking for permission. "Go ahead," he said without looking up. "You'll be more useful after you've eaten anyway." I stuck my tongue out at him playfully, though he didn't see it, and stood up. We all moved to the dining table, where Jason was already tearing open containers like a kid on Christmas morning. One after another, the scent of garlic butter shrimp, grilled teriyaki chicken, creamy carbonara, and even strawberry mochi invaded the air.

I'm proud to be sitting between you and Jeremiah, right? His gaze moves back and forth between mine, searching for sincerity, honesty. I know he finds it there when I hear him swallow. -Yeah.- —Well, let's hope the food lives up to the atmosphere.— —Yeah, of course.— Jeremiah chuckles. —If Jackson recommends a place, you can bet the food is some of the best you'll ever taste.—

I wished I could stand up to him, but he’d surely pummel me into dust. “He’s just very protective. I’m his favorite, and I’ve always been kind of a daddy’s girl.” she said. It was impossible to wrestle her away from him, as she was deeply attracted to him for reasons that I couldn’t compete with. Jackson returned a few minutes later, with a plate for Liz. “You’re a vegetarian, or vegan, right?” he asked, putting a plate down in front of me with broccoli and mac and cheese. “No. I eat meat.” I said, looking over at the juicy medium rare slices on Liz’s plate.

Granted, with Jackson, anything is possible … but I’m pretty sure he’s no Hannibal Lecter. “Jackson is, in fact, the kind of guy who might nibble on girls,” I tease. River looks alarmed. “Nibble?!” “Nibble, yes. Chomp. Maybe even snack.” I nod. “But he does NOT eat people. Or cats. He definitely doesn’t eat kids. And boys are boring to him. Trust me — I’ve had this face for decades and he’s never once tried to bite me.” I’m pretty sure he’s more into sucking on some titties than balls. Or at least I was sure … until Lee showed up.

I was tired of eating things I could barely pronounce, so Jackson has been requesting simple dishes like this one. "Thank you," I tell him before he walks out. "No problem. Enjoy. Mr. Falcon will be home in about an hour." "What?!" Jackson wiggles his fingers at me as he closes the door with a goofy grin. I'm going to kill him! I look at my food longingly, wanting to dive into the deliciousness of it, but I should really clean myself up a bit. "You know what? Fuck it, and fuck him!" I exclaim out loud.

"Reaper won't stop. This ends today. One way or another." "I hate that you're right." "Get used to it. I'm right about most things." That got a real smile out of him. God, I loved his smile. Didn't see it enough. A knock on the door. "You two decent?" Hawk's voice. "We got company." Jackson was up and pulling on clothes in seconds. I followed, though my body protested. Sleeping on a diner couch wasn't great for the back. Downstairs, the diner was packed. More packed than last night. Both clubs were represented. But there were new faces too.

"Oh, I'm sure she'll be here any second. Sit down and relax while we wait." Ethan sat where the place card held his name and asked his mother, "Where's dad?". Of course. his parents would have arrived together. Her answer was, "He said he had a little business with Beta Hanson, he should be back soon." This sounded perfectly acceptable to Ethan and he was finally able to let himself relax. That feeling of relaxation didn't last long. As Ethan was admiring the way the mirrored centerpieces seemed to light up the lilies like they were the stars of the show he noticed Katie's place card. His heart began to beat rapidly, of course Katie would be with them at the head table and not with her own m

Emily Warner “So what brings you to the dating sites?” I ask trying to change the subject. “Just trying to get to meet new people, I guess.” He says as the waiter comes in to take the order. I remember Carter telling me that’s code for a guy when he wants to have casual sex. But Jacob said on the dating profile that he was looking for someone to date? “So, what do you do?’ I ask as the waiter leaves after taking our order. “I am a lawyer but I am also a part time scuba instructor.” He says nicely but it wasn’t the same anymore.

"So, Dr. Hale, what are the thoughts inside your lone wolf's head about this big surprise?" "Eat and drink your fill under the moon tonight, everyone," Jackson announces, his charming smile flashing bright teeth. "All the meat and berry juice belong to my bill." The pack circle erupts into happy yelps and loud praises. After all, the Oakridge Circle is known across the lands as the most expensive place to feed in the entire Beacon Moon Territory. Only a supreme heir like Jackson could boldly bark that the entire night's kill was paid for by his own den resources. "Young master Jackson is so full of pack giving!"