Novel & Cerita Jack Christmas

It was a group text from Jace. “Chrissy’s water broke. I’m packing up and heading to the infirmary, I will support you as best I can, but I need to be near her.” I reply back first, “Congrats, man, keep us updated. Give Chrissy our best.” Every word I typed dripped with jealousy. Jace and his mater were having their pup. I’d been robbed of the special moment with my mate to celebrate the news; would the other special moments be taken from me too?

Jackson at the same time had gifted her another car as a made-up gift that would land in a few days. Stacy could not be happier than this but that's just a facade. No matter what her dad does, she would still go ahead and do what she had planned to do. Her dad could give heaven and Earth but Stacy would choose hell for her to get her revenge served. Her Christmas wish was for Josh and Alex to pay dearly. Mr. Jackson knew by her actions that she was showing a facade but he couldn't let her realize that he was aware. He has always been the master of the game and it's high time Stacy realized that he was not born yesterday.

I swallow, waving at him from the door where I seem frozen now. Uncle Jax takes off his leather jacket, and now I know it’s truly him. He must have ridden his motorcycle here because he only wears that jacket when he rides. “Hello Heaven,” he greets, his voice laced with honey. Way too much honey, I’ve never met a man with the kind of voice that he has. Every time I hear him speak, I get the tingles in a very funny place. “That was fast.”

Vexana Jones made sure everyone noticed the luxury watch on her wrist. Cassandra Carter talked about her wealthy husband, who doted on her. Rebecca Jenkins sat there in black-rimmed glasses with the bookish air of a math teacher. They weren't just showing off. They also kept finding ways to get my number. After all, no one expected that the girl who used to be nothing, the girl with that blunt bob haircut back then, would show up driving a Rolls-Royce.

“This is ridiculous!” Mayor Jenkins said from his seat in the middle of the panel, three council members on either side of him. “It’s too late in the season for us to begin to plan new Christmas activities for this year. If we want to look at doing something next year, that’s different. But there’s simply no way we can get everything you’re proposing done at this late date!”

She brought it to him all folded up, and she was stroking it like it was some kitten she'd just rescued. "Thank you, Mrs Brocklebank. It's freezing out there today." He said, unfolding the scarf and draping it around his neck. "It'll be nice to wear my scarf for a change," he grinned as he winked at her. Margaret blushed and chuckled as he tucked the scarf into his jacket. "Merry Christmas, Mrs Brocklebank." Jasper held her shoulders and pecked her on the cheek. "Oh," she gasped, "Merry Christmas, your grace, Merry Christmas."

The good news about working all these hours is that I’m maxed out for the week and can’t work the weekend. “Hey,” she answers cheerfully. “How are you?” “Tired but alive. You?” “Tired too, but good. I’m packing to go back to Eastwood this weekend.” “Oh right, the downtown Trick or Treating is tonight. What’s Jackson going as this year?” “A Stormtrooper. And it’s actually not too cold today. I hated having to wear a coat over my costume.” “Me too. We had snow on Halloween many times and putting that coat on ruined my look.”

Jax is already standing, grabbing his signature, weather-beaten brown leather jacket from the coat-hook, and slinging it over his broad shoulders. “Ladies and gentlemen, I think it’s about time we make a house call.”

Jack cackled mischievously, Alissa shook her head, it was by far Jack's favourite holiday and he got way into the spirit. Jack jumped from his seat wriggling his fingers mystically. “Lock up your doors and windows, the ancestors are going to come a knocking! All you tiny pups must hide, or they'll eat your insides!” he yelled jumping from Blake, to Alissa, to Luca. They all laughed at him, “Please say you're going to do it Luca?” he fell to his knees at Luca's side. He gave a wry smile. “Course.” Jack jumped back to his feet and punched the air before returning to his dinner, “You are such an infant.” Blake shook his head towards Jack.