Good Morning Song Jack Hartmann Novels & Stories

Exalia’s pov. “Good morning my lady,” an old man greeted me as I was returning from my morning routine, my early morning jogging. It was one of the gatekeepers, I liked to call him old man Haggard. Haggard was particularly fond of me and he was always so happy to see me. I had gone for my early morning jogging routine and I had just finished. I was so tired that I could barely raise my legs and walk properly because I had been jogging nonstop for about an hour and thirty minutes.

After taking a look around, I decided to listen to the radio for now. The song "Lose Yourself" by Eminem starts to play. I start to jam out really hard, the music lifting my spirits. It's been a long time since I last loved this song. When I start to sing, I don't even notice that Mr. Everhart is standing next to the car. I jump when he opens the car door, startled. "You're a jumpy one, aren't you?" he asks with a teasing smile as he puts the shopping in the back seat and closes the driver's side door.

I was now in bed in my Pjs about to sleep but I got a good night text from Jack [𝐻𝑎𝑣𝑠 𝑎 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑛𝑖𝑔𝒉𝑡 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑏𝑎𝑟𝑏𝑖𝑒, 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑙 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑡, 𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑎𝑚 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑚𝑒] I smiled sheepishly before falling asleep, Tomorrow's a big day

The three looked at the performer who suddenly sang beside them with a guitar in his hand. “Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday, happy birthday, Happy birthday to you,” the singer sang. Zion, Cassius and Harriet looked at the man who interrupted their conversation. It was awkward, but at the same time, Harriet was thankful that she got extra time time to think about her answer. Soon, the singer sang in German, “Heute kann es regnen, stürmen oder schnei'n, denn du strahlst ja selber wie der Sonnenschein. Heut i…”

“Well damn, that must have been one hell of a wet dream. I guess I had it coming.” I slung my feet over the edge of my bed and placed them on the floor beneath me. I nervously rubbed the back of my neck. “Uh, yeah. It was… one hell of a dream. You ready to work out?” “Yeah, whenever you are. Hades is already high so with good luck we won’t have to see his ugly face today.” At those words Drake and I made eye contact when we heard Cash and his gang change the song they were singing to the chorus of Tom Jones’ Slow hand.

But the buzzing sound of my alarm clock didn’t let me enjoy my perfect sleep. I sleepily reach forwards and turns it off, I smile and continue sleeping. But I guess I offended nature unknowingly, when I’m about to doze off again.. my phone goes off. “For Christ sake! Who did I offend this morning?! Who’s disturbing my beauty sleep?!” I growl. A chuckling sound comes from the door and I snap my glaring, sleepy eyes towards the door. Jack stands there, waving his phone at me… silently telling me he’s the one calling me.

He was a chatty person. "We just found out about it, and we were planning to keep it a secret from you for a few days," the man muttered. "But anyway, I'm sorry for your loss. Say your goodbyes to Isabella. They're taking her body for cremation this afternoon." "What?" Henry stood up in disbelief when he heard his words. The old man flinched, startled by his sudden outburst. He quickly backed away, muttering to himself once he was at a safer distance.

Either he must be very tired or he feel so safe with me around, i don't know but immediately his eyelids drops he slept off. *** I woke up alone in bed and i saw Jack getting ready for work. His face guarded and in control once again. " Good morning " i greeted and he walked to me slowly placing a light kiss on my forehead. " Good morning and get dress sleeping beauty. You have a job to do " He said smiling. I got off bed to take my bath and to wash my hair. I walked into the living room a while later. Jack isn't there , i got dressed up in a beautiful, expensive clothes that jack has ordered from his departmental store.

Janu mengucapkan terima kasih saat Andreas menjabat tangannya. "Kalau ada apa-apa kabarin, ya. Gue bakal berusaha semampunya buat kesembuhan Rani." Janjinya, diucapkan dengan sungguh hati. "Thanks. Lu emang yang terbaik." "Yoi." Janu hendak berbalik meninggalkan tempat itu ketika lengannya ditahan. "Jack!" "Ya?" ucapnya berbalik. "Bantu gue sampai dia sembuh." Ada nada harap dari suara Andreas, juga dari tatapannya.

With us were more muscled and armed men, probably his bodyguards. Soon enough, the van roared to life and we headed out. He was surprisingly quiet beside me, only checking his tablet probably reading emails. It was awkward the whole ride. Everyone felt his sour mood and so everyone kept their mouths shut—of course, except Ross, who was ignorantly humming. Sometime during the ride, I recognized the song he was humming to was Jealous, a song by a famous Western singer. I roamed my eyes in front of the building we stopped in front of. I was unfamiliar with it, but it looked like a golf club. The guards were the first to leave the van, and just as I was about to follow, he finally spoke.