Eater Jackson Hole Novels & Stories

The waiter hurriedly turned and left the private room after placing the dishes on the table. Sitting beside them, Jackson boasted proudly, his mouth stuffed with food, "How is it? The food here is really delicious, isn't it?" Layla rolled her eyes at Jackson. "It's really good! Look at you, you're getting rounder and rounder!" "Of course—" Just as Jackson was about to say something, his phone suddenly rang. Not just him, but Iman Hughes's phone also rang abruptly.

Jackson's oblivious to this man's feelings. "O...kay, so," Farell sported an uncomfortable smile as he looked between him and me. "The usual or...?" "The usual?" I looked between the two of them. "Yeah, I usually get roast chicken and some fiesta fries," Jackson said. "Or the bunny chow. On a good day. Okay, I may have tried almost everything on the menu, but I have my top two already. We're going to get a bowl of biryani. We're sharing, so a large bowl would be nice,"

It isn’t like Jackson isn’t capable of that. I open the drawer and avoid the underwear. There’s no way in hell I’m wearing some other woman’s panties. Disgusting. I slip on a pair of jeans and a T-shirt and head into the kitchen. The aroma is mouthwatering. One look at Jackson, and I feel like a Mack Truck has hit me. He’s so handsome that he takes my breath away. He’s no longer in the three-piece suit. Instead, he’s wearing jeans like me and a button-down black shirt, his sleeves rolled up, displaying a scattering of black tattoos. He’s humming as he plates food like a fuckin’ artist. It’s hard to believe that the same hands that kill so callously are capable of anything else. “Smells good.

“They have an extensive menu that I’m sure Ms. Munson will enjoy.” She was glad she couldn’t see the full extent of the man’s arctic fury on his face from this angle. Who knew Atlas Grayson would be so opposed to a nice restaurant that didn’t charge a hundred dollars for a piece of sausage impaled on a toothpick? But in the end, it didn’t matter what he preferred; Dolly was the guest here. And Jia’s job had been to please the guest. Atlas didn’t seem to share her faith in her decision making ability, however, and he turned his head to look at the woman in the seat next to him. “This isn’t far from downtown. I know an excellent Greek place that will make sure there’s room for us -”

Jackson says softly as he stands to get some food for me. He hands me a plate and sits down to watch me eat. “Aren’t you eating?” I ask as I take a small amount of the food. It looks delicious but when it goes in my mouth it has no taste. I can feel nothing worrying about what will happen with Adam. “Will we see him?” I ask knowing Jackson will know who I am talking about.

Jackson stepped on the gas pedal of his iron horse and the car drove to the destination guided by the steering wheel in both hands. "Let's eat first, Ly. I'm hungry," Jackson says with eyes focused on the road in front of him, of course he doesn't want to look for illness, who's guessing that he'll be safe to get home if he doesn't focus on driving? "At Mcdonald's, I want a cheese burger!" exclaimed Ily with gusto. "Also stop by pizza hut " Jacksom ruffled Ily's hair, "Let's go to the mall then, Ly." said Jackson, Ily shook her head.

He gave a smile and a joint hand thank you as soon as he was done eating. “Jackson, you have a gem. Her food is made with love and she’s homely. Are you two involved with each other?” He asks softly, cleaning his mouth with a napkin. “She’s just here to work for me. For now.” Jackson mutters, sipping slowly from his glass of vodka. So far it’s been so good but that’s all there is to this.” He smirks as our eyes meet. A glass falls close to Adrian as I try to clear the table.

He stood outside while Kate entered and had the door closed. after a minute she came out looking sexy. Jackson‘s jaw dropped seeing how incredible she was looking on that dress. "You looked astonishing in that dress. We can take it and get something else as well," he said and smiled, revealing the set of his teeth. After they are done shopping, Jackson takes Kate to the restaurant , which is equally small and exclusive. They sell luscious meals. He normally takes Felicia to that restaurant. Felicia could say to him: "I’m filled to the brim while looking at this food," she said as she gobbled the food. Jackson could laugh remembering that incident. "What a dream queen?" he will call her.

Morgan slid a menu toward me, his tone warm. “Order whatever you like. Do not worry about saving Jackson’s money. Today is his celebration.” He chuckled. I accepted the menu, my expression softening. “Congratulations, Jackson.” Jackson grinned. “Do not hold back. Order anything.” I glanced down at the menu and quietly chose a few simple dishes.

my mother said with a smile, then picked up Jia and took Alaska out. "Okay, my mom is a great cook, she's going to love this," I said as I brought the tray to us, and it was a chocolate roll cake that no one doesn't like. "He looks great, but is this useful? I'm an athlete and I don't want to spoil my appearance," said Jackson, looking at me with a smile. "Really...?" I said as I looked at him with half an eye... Then Jackson lifted his shirt to show his sexy abs... Am I really thinking about that now?