Frankie X Mac Novels & Stories

Frankie barked at his brother. "I don't know man, don't ask me!" Felix barked back, pointing at him. "What if he didn't stop Anna from seeing you? What are the chances that you will still be together? What are the chances that you won't love bomb her or what is it that you do to your ladies." "L.o.v.e b.o.m.b." Frankie said emphatically. That's a word? What's that?" He asked.

“Well, more damage than he already clearly has, I mean.” Mac’s blue eyes flashed. “Dickhead.” The others nodded in complete agreement. “So, can I see Alexandra?” Francine asked Mac. “Sit with her?” “Yeah, for sure,” Mac said. “Come on, I’ll take you.” “And can I stay until she wakes up?” “Definitely.” Mac smiled down at her. “I think she’ll need you there when she comes to. If you can stay until that happens, it’d be a big help.” Francine looked at Dallas. “My hours at the safe house tomorrow… my sessions with the kids…”

she squealed, dragging her words in a voice that dripped with mock delight. I didn’t look up. My fork paused mid-air. “She looked so stunning, as always. I think she might rekindle her relationship with Drake,” Macy added with a laugh, eyes practically glowing with satisfaction. The comment was bait. Direct. Sharp. My stomach churned violently. The chicken on my plate blurred. I blinked hard, forcing my features to stay neutral. I would not react. I couldn’t. “Stop it,” Xavier snapped suddenly. The room shifted. All eyes turned.

I smiled and said, “You’ll have to come to a movie marathon day and we’ll show you how we learned to sing.” The remainder of practice flew by. I was gathering my things when Frankie walked over. “Hi,” I said. “Hi, I just wanted to say I am sorry again and make sure everything is cool between us.” Frankie said. “Yeah Frankie, we’re good. Sorry you were having a bad day and all.” I replied. “Can I take you for an ice cream or something?” Frankie said, trying to show remorse. “Actually my friends and I are headed to K&T Coffee for macchiatos. But if you want to hang, why don’t you mind link Tatum and Marcus to meet us there?” I said. Frankie responded, “That sounds fun. We’ll meet you there.” T

"That's it?" "What more can I say? I'm all in for divorcing Macie, just as long as you can make her agree." I inhaled sharply, my voice icy as I added, "This is your one shot. If you want to rise to the top, you've got to team up with me." Franklin stayed quiet for a moment before he finally responded, "Alright, I'm in. We'll work together." … I did not bother saying goodbye to Macie. I just walked out of the event.

Mack watches us as we sip it, his lips curving up as our eyes meet. “You put the banana in the fruit salad, then,” he says. Elizabeth blinks. “What?” “The horizontal tango? Parallel parking? Riding St. George? Opening the Gates of Mordor?” That makes me laugh, but Elizabeth still looks baffled. “Are you speaking English?” “Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo?” Mack suggests. “Mack!” Sidnie looks mortified. “I’m so sorry,” she says to Elizabeth. “He’s not worked for two days and his ADHD has gone into overdrive.”

Samuel sharply: Damien, you idiot, we're supposed to be hiding here Matthew raises his eyebrows sharply: And you did the same, you animal Mac sharply and raised his finger warningly: Hey, hey, don't ever insult my brothers, I'm the only one who does that, do you understand? Matthew angrily: He's my friend too, damn it, and what if I did, what would you do? Mac's eyes turn red, and he grabs him by the neck tightly, showing his fangs: I will suck your blood until I clear your body, you despicable light .

A DJ fired up later, and they danced their asses off, Fiona slinging off her high-heels and joining her girlfriends in the Macarena. Her hair had tumbled out of her up-do, and her face displayed pure joy as she let loose and danced. Chris couldn’t keep his eyes off her, his adoration for the woman apparent. “Those girls sure know how to have fun,” Frank commented, interrupting Chris’s stare. “Cheers.” He handed him a shot glass filled with a golden liquor. “What’s this?” “Only the best Glenfiddich Single Malt ever. Phyllis’s father shipped a

Xavier crossed his arms and didn't respond to his friend's message. Sean sent another voice message. "Anyway, no more matchmaking. I've already warned you about this." Xavier responded, "Okay, I get it. I promise." He continued, "It wasn't a big deal anyway. Macie didn't buy any of it. She saw right through me and called me out on the spot. "She's so direct and totally caught me off guard. I'm usually good at flirting, but with her? She's so blunt, I didn't even have room to flirt back."

Mac started shaking his head, holding his palm tightly. "Don't... Don't leave my girl all alone, please don't leave her. She... She needs you, she needs all of you" Mac couldn't say anything but kept staring at Xavier. "I am dying Mac, I am dying every day! (Mac grip tightened on Xavier and so was Nathan's) I don't know how long I will breath " " Don't... Don't play this game with me Xavier, please don't... " Mac requested to Xavier as he knew where the discussion is heading too but Mac also can't deny the fact that what Xavier has been stating is the truth of Xavier's life.