Jack X Sally Novels & Stories

Jack suddenly turned his gaze to Xane who was sipping on his coffee. "He's my friend. So if you would please-" she implored, desperately hoping that Jack and his partner would leave. It was already humiliating enough to meet her ex here and she did not want to involve Xane in this mess. "Not yet," Xane interrupted and earned a frown from Jack. He slowly stood up from his chair. Sasha's jaw dropped at the sight of him. Clara did not blame her though. He was one handsome man. He towered over all of them, even Jack.

Jack have a not so subtle cough, letting Jill know he was back in the room. "Jack!" Jill screeched. She stopped singing immediately. Her cheeks turned red. She was highly embarrassed. How long had Jack been inside the room? She turned the water off and reached for her towel. She wrapped the towel around her body and poked her head from behind the curtain. "Jack, how long have you been here?" Jill quizzed Jack. Jack smiled back at her, "Just long enough." Jill could die she was so embarrassed, "Can you give me a minute to get out and get dressed please?"

He said as he reached to one of the files and casually open it, but immediately closed it when he found it uninteresting, "Hmmm, accounting. This is a very good read to fall asleep sooner. How do you manage to keep your eyes open at this?" “That’s office work for you, babe. Can’t be picky,” She replied sweetly after a chuckle. She then stretched her hand above her head. Jack glared at the tower of files, then his eyes shifted to the wall clock across her office. “Are you going to have overtime again?” He asked with unmasked unhappiness. She shook her head, “Since you picked me, I can’t let you wait,” Sally said with a sweet smile on her face. Then her smile suddenly turned mischievous. "Oh!

“I don’t have any dirty little secrets. You made sure of that.” “Damn right I did. But you think I don’t know about Sammmy Charlton in senior year. I do.” I tilted my head to the side. “So that’s where his black eye came from.” “Damn right.” “Are you for real?” Sandra looked at Jack. “You gave him a black eye because Maggie had sex with him?” “No. I gave him a black eye because he had sex with Maggie,” Jack explained. “There is a difference.” I sipped my coffee, and Sandra blinked at him. “You really have been reincarnated from the Stone Age, haven’t you? Did you get your big club and swing it at him? Maybe you rode up on the back of a sabre tooth tiger, growling at him?”

The rapid hammering of my heart made me worry if Sally could hear it as well, as I followed her to Xavier's office in silence. Sally knocked on the door three times before we heard Xavier's permission to enter. "Good morning, Mr. Fajardo," she said respectfully. "Please have a seat, and remember what I said about calling me, Mr. Fajardo?" He asked with a big grin on his lips, staring directly at Sally as if ignoring my presence, which irritated me. "Right, sorry about that, Xavier," she replied nervously. This is the first time I've seen Sally act this way; she was always confident, but suddenly she seemed nervous.

"What did you do? She's completely different towards you compared to that day." "Curious?" "A little." After all, I always thought Jack was a very gentle person. I didn't expect him to make Sally become so restrained overnight. Jack smiled faintly. "I found evidence that she was involved in my mother's death." "What?" I was shocked. "After so many years, you could still find evidence?"

Jack sit in the lounge looking at the sea. His thoughts were very troubled. He kept watching his phone waiting for a very specific call. Occasionally he looks at his ring. He has been here a couple of days and he only received two calls from Jazz but he didn’t answer. “Here you go sir.” The waiter placed the glass of brandy beside him. “I didn’t order anything.” “It’s for the lady sitting at the bar, sir.” Jack turned to look at the woman. He instantly recognized her as a lady of the night. He clearly recalls that’s the way he met Carly King. The hair healthy, the gown expensive. Finally, he looked into her very expressive eyes. The invitation was clear.

Jaxon I reached down and shook Jones’s hand. His grip was strong, and his hand was calloused. I was a bit surprised considering how well put together he looked. "Nice to see you again, Harrison," I said. I then turned to Sara. She looked radiant and confident. I was impressed. "This is my wife and partner in business, Sara." She reached over and shook his hand. As soon as her skin touched his I could see her recoil, just a fraction. Thankfully, Jones didn’t seem to notice. I scooted into the seat and let Sara slide into the end.