Romans & histoires Good Morning Jack Hartmann

It was another Monday, and I was standing behind the counter, scrolling through my phone when the bell on the door rang, alerting me that a customer had entered. When I looked up, my eyes widened as I saw Jack walk in through the door. He took off his sunglasses and glared at me with those grey eyes. "We need to talk," he said. I chuckled nervously and patted down my apron. "I'm working." He raised a brow and looked around the room filled with empty chairs. "I doubt that," he mumbled and turned his head back to me.

Again, I had that nagging feeling to trust him, "Am I not going to like what I hear?" "Most definitely," I wanted to wipe the smug grin off his face. It honestly made him look too handsome for his own good. It was a deadly amount of handsome that no guy should have been allowed to possess. He brought his hand up to the back of his neck and rubbed awkwardly, giving me a tight smile, "I don't need to tell you this but I'm going to anyway just as a reminder. No vitamin D tonight." His words were so unexpected that I burst out laughing. Priyanka had overheard Gunnar, looking between us as if we had completely lost our shit whereas Jaxon just looked genuinely perplexed by the matter once again.

“Jack used to talk about you a lot. He liked you.” “Jack?” Malik asked. He drew closer to me, silently dismissing Hank. I frowned at Hank’s retreating figure as the distance grew. I didn’t want to lead him on, but I would rather stay here with him than Malik. With Hank, my thoughts were clear. With Malik, they were a mumbo-jumbo. “Who is Jack?” “Jack Parker, CEO of Porter & Co.” “Jack,” he said with fondness, smiling. He massaged his jaw, and an imagery of him kneading my shoulders crept in from nowhere. “I knew Jack Parker. I heard the old man is dead.”

Upon seeing her, they bowed and greeted her, "Welcome, Luna." Charlotte cringed at being referred to as Luna. As she was about to address them, she saw the establishment gate open and Jack's car arrive. He was sporting a white shirt and a white cap on his head. Charlotte watched as Jack carefully got out of his car, wearing black trousers. He looked at the pregnant woman gazing at him. Jack hadn't wanted to arrive at his gym house; however, he had a handful of people he wanted to educate on their fitness goals. Marching toward his company to enter the lobby, Jack could feel Charlotte's gaze on him.

Martin threw everyone under the wheel in a heartbeat. “Son, we overheard those people watching you saying that the light in your manor never went out till it was dawn and how you two started again early in the morning.” John tapped Jack’s shoulders “We don’t know what you two are up to and we can’t help. The best we can do is not hinder you.” “You think you are our hinder?” Jack asked in an annoyed tone even though he felt happy in his heart; Happy that his folks loved him and Mira.