Eater Jackson Hole の小説・ストーリー

"I understand. I'll make sure the board knows he's stable but keeps the details vague. And Liam? I'm glad he has you. A lot of people would have walked away by now. But you stayed. That says something about who you are." "I'm not going anywhere. Jackson's going to wake up fully. And when he does, we're going to rebuild everything Astor tried to destroy." After they hung up, Janet appeared beside him holding a container of food. "My mom made this. Said you probably haven't eaten in days. Which, judging by the look of you, is accurate." "I'm not hungry." "I don't care. You're eating anyway." Janet sat down beside him, opening the container. The smell of homemade lasagna filled the small bay. "

Freya said sadly. “Probably not,” Jackson said. Freya frowned. “How...how sure are you?” she asked. “Yael is a good kid. She’s strong in above, so I’m sure God won’t leave him,” Jackson said. He casually sat down on the side of the road and opened the food he had brought. “Let’s just save it for Jacob,” Freya suggested. “I’m sure that guy had already eaten.” He handed over Freya’s food. They each got a bag of order from KFC, Jollibee, Fat Grill, McDonald’s and Giligans each.

Lana said quietly as she took a few tentative steps into his suite. “Thank you,” he responded with a grin, happy that she was there. “I figured since we didn’t get Thanksgiving dinner, we could have something like it now.” They each sat at the little table in his small, eat-in kitchen, and began to eat. She took a bite of her food and groaned with delight. “This is delicious, where did you learn to do this?” “Life’s too short to eat bad food,” Jackson responded with a wink. “How’s the restaurant today?” Lana asked.

Joshua, Jasmine's older brother, led a group of people into the restaurant. He spoke respectfully, "Mr. Jackson, this way, please!" The man referred to as Mr. Jackson was none other than Dylan Jackson, the head of the Jackson Family, one of New York’s new powerhouses and a formidable player in the business world. Caitlin knew a little about him. Dylan's face was cold, his suit impeccable and full of authority. He walked with his eyes straight ahead, never glancing sideways.

Jackson Valor was already standing up for Serenity Lewis even back then! Serenity followed Jackson into the private room. After they sat down, Jackson told the manager to bring over some appetizers. "Come, eat something first while we wait for the food. The appetizers here are pretty good," he said as he picked up a piece of tart and handed it to her. Serenity hesitated for a moment before accepting the tart. She took a few small bites. Jackson placed the menu in front of Serenity. "Take a look and see what you’d like to order."

She asks Yeah. Apparently the pup wants breakfast. I tell her Where are you? Jackson asked through the mindlink I'm in the kitchen. I mindlinked him back A few minutes later Jackson comes walking into the kitchen and gives me a kiss. Hey Beautiful. How are you doing today? Jackson asks I'm alright. Just hungry. I say as my stomach growls Are you getting some lunch? Jackson asks Yeah. I asked Melony to make eggs, toast, and bacon. I say For lunch? Jackson asks

She stares at it, and then looks around in wonder. “Go ahead, Goldie,” Ella says, smiling at her and cutting herself a piece of cheese. “That’s all for you. And you can have more if you want it, or something else. Whatever you’d like, baby.” Marigold’s face bursts into a smile as she grabs at the food with both hands, starting eagerly to eat. Jackson’s heart breaks again, for about the thousandth time in the past hour, as he realizes that she…probably never has had a plate like this, all to herself. He sits back hard in his chair, just…watching his daughter eat. Fascinated and devastated all at once.

He stayed calmly on his seat and he seemed to wait for Clayton to start eating his plate. Sonya observed him from her standing place. She spread jam from the jar and leaned on the kitchen table side. ‘Mr. Jackson won’t start eating his breakfast, he seems to wait for Clayton to start eating first! Who is Clayton? Why is Mr. Jackson paying higher respect to him?’ Sonya’s mind started constructing an enigma. “So, what is happening with your pack?” Mr. Jackson sliced the meat. He poured some wine into Clayton's glass in his respect for Clayton.

Her scent tickled Elijah’s senses as his eyes roamed her body for a second before he looked away smoothly. “You get the food.” Indigo grumbled, sitting down groaning. “It’s not fair, Elijah tortured us all.” “You’re complaining about Elijah now? That’s different.” Jackson chuckled. “I'm glad he’s putting the effort in.” Jessica smiled as she and Scarlett carried the two platters containing; toast, bacon rashers, sausages, eggs, hash browns, roasted mushroom and tomatoes. “I think everyone needed a little push.” Elijah said. “A little brutal considering last night was a party.” Indigo grumbled. Scarlett added food to her plate taking her seat next to Elijah’s, much to her dismay it was the on