Jack Dylan Grazer Relationship Novels & Stories

I raise a single eyebrow as I step closer to him and chuckle as his bruised face appears behind the ice. “Holly shit, Grace is going to fucking kill you, and those bruises won’t be anything compared to what she is going to do to you,” I say and Jagger smiles slightly, nodding. Grace and Jagger have become closer than they were before, so much so he is helping her with the legal stuff to open another dog rescue center. “How the fuck did you get that done to you?” I ask as I sit next to him on the couch and he shrugs his shoulder avoiding my eyes. I am the mirror he can’t avoid and he knows it.

'Noah Blair? I think I've heard that name before. It can't be Noah Blair, the sole heir of Cruise International, Zara Jones' fiancé, right?' Jonathan was still trying to remember the name of the man in front of him. "Noah, you don't have to say anything to him. Just get out of here." Grace didn't want Noah to reveal their relationship to Jonathan unnecessarily. "Come on, so the reason you're rejecting me is because you already have another guy paying off your mom's hospital bills, right? Ok, I get it," he said with a mocking smile.

Both official and business circles are the same—many embellishers, but very few helping hands in difficult times. Even though Jaclyn Dills is the son-in-law of the Red Valley Pack, he wasn't willing to be so at the beginning. To put it bluntly, both families forced him into it. So, I wouldn't trouble him with my father's affairs. Our marriage lost its final connection. In the days just after leaving, I couldn't help thinking about going back several times. In fact, I really went back once. Just as I walked to the entrance of the community, I happened to see his car coming out.

“Who called it in, anyways? People need to mind their own fucking business.” “Not much privacy in pack life,” Gray shrugs, not at all ruffled by Daryl’s clipped tone. I try to take a page out of his book, drawing a slow breath as I recall the details of the summary from the file. “Is your son around?” I ask, peering over his shoulder into the house. I don’t know a lot about the Millers, but I do know that Daryl’s son Jase was in a few of my classes at school. He’s a nerd, so we didn’t run in the same circles, but he always seemed like a decent enough guy. His mom was a casualty of the war with the shadow pack, so it’s just the two of them living here now.

“Channing disappeared for damn near three months after I got busted up in Cheyenne. I didn’t know if I’d ever see her again or if she’d even want a crippled-up former rodeo star.” “Seriously?” “Yeah. I don’t know why you think we had it easy. Hell, none of us, includin’ Carter had a smooth go of it with our wives. Fact is, I’d say most men are dumbasses when it comes to this sort of relationship junk.” “That’s encouragin’. Maybe I do need another beer,” Kade muttered. So, armed with a liquid courage, Kade gave his cousins a run-down on everything that’d happened—from dating Skylar the previous summer, to the recent confrontation at Sky Blue.