Jake Park の小説・ストーリー

It was more dreadful than speaking to my foundation’s sponsors. When everyone was ready, I went to check up on Matt. I gave him a big hug before returning to my room after wishing him luck. When I opened my bedroom door, it surprised me to see Jake sitting on the side of my bed, looking out the window. His tawny eyes turned on me when he heard the door closed, and I can’t help but admire how good-looking he was. The suit he had on and his ash-blond hair looks so sexy in that messy taper style.

She doesn’t know, or even want to, the boy who bought me art supplies and offered up his bedroom like it was nothing. My mouth curves into a tiny smile as I pick up speed. The neighborhood park comes into view, still mostly empty except for a couple walking their dog and… I nearly stumble. Jake is jogging toward me in gray sweats and a black hoodie, his headphones hanging around his neck instead of over his ears. There’s sweat dampening the curls at the edge of his forehead, and he slows slightly when he notices me staring. “Well,” he says between breaths. “If it isn’t Tyler Brooks’ favorite headache.”

"What's your name lad?" "Jake, Jake Alworthy." The spark of hope has lit back up inside me but I keep my face emotionless so he can't tell, just in case he's still not going to give me a job. "When's your birthday, Jake?" He comes around the bar and stands in front of me, looking me up and down. He's an inch or so shorter than me and right now I want him onside, so I try to make myself look less intimidating, something I've not done for years so it feels unnatural.

I said to myself looking around to see which direction he was going to "How, where did he just disappear to" I said to myself as I walked over back to the reception to attend to the customers waiting. Jake Stewart happens to be the owner of Ember. He is a few inches above the average, with a stature that commands attention. His hair, a shade of rich chestnut, is always meticulously styled, framing a face marked by a well-groomed beard that complements his features. A tailored wardrobe always accentuates his confident presence, while his eyes, a shade of deep brown, reveal a blend of pride and intensity. Jake is a shrewd but ambitious businessman.

51. In Search Of A Moonfolk Wolf Jake was sitting in the cabin of Mr. Maverick Parker, the head incharge of the headquarters. He was seized right as he breached inside and taken to Mr. Parker's chamber and assured that the investigation was running smoothly without causing any trouble to Aria. And that it was ensured that her comfort was not compromised or ignored, and that Jake could see her once the investigation was done. Although he didn't believe he was going to get to meet her, he chose to take a chance and sat across from Mr. Maverick Parker.

Jake had been about fifteen and had found the visit very boring. He had walked around the whole station and had found Seth in the evidence room going through the boxes. As he had entered the room Jake had given Seth a fright and had nearly shot Jake with the gun he had just found. “Who the hell are you and what you doing here?” Seth had asked Jake. “My dad The King has come to see if your dad is doing his job, I’m Prince Alekai Jakesworth but you can call me Jake. Take that gun off me before I have you

Jake asked, interrupting Lily’s thoughts. "Nothing," Lily quickly recovered and faked a smile. She drank her wine and poured more, gulping down three glasses in a row. "Woah." Jake laughed. He said, "Are you sure everything is okay, Lily?" Nodding her head, Lily answered, "Yes. I'm just pressured with work." Jake was an heir to a known construction company in Braeton, the Bass Power Construction. He was currently the Marketing Director. Lily met him through her brother, Liam.

I greeted bending low so we were on the same level and by the way, she hadn't let me in by now, I was still at the door. "Who are you and what do you want?" She asked with a sassy little voice. Who am I? It's been a long time since I was last asked this question, almost everyone in the country knows who I am, well they know I am Jake Reid, the most popular male TV star.💯💯 I smiled at the little child and replied "Well I'm Jake Reid and I'm here for Charlotte." At that instant she faced the stairs and let out a ear busting yell or is it call?

It wasn't easy on him either but he had mastered his poker face, one could rarely see what he was thinking. "So who was that?" Jess asked once they were back in the car. "Who?" Jack knew exactly what she meant and who she was referring to but he needed a minute to prepare himself. "Oh come on, the lady you couldn't stop looking at. An ex?" "None of your business." Jack's default reaction to questions he found difficult to answer was defence. Everyone already knew how much of an asshole he was so there was no use in trying and failing to explain when he could just be what he normally was and move along with his life.

The challenge in her tone was underscored by an undeniable spark, hinting at the depths of their connection. "Because I want to make sure you know, under no uncertain terms, I am unlike Blake or any other man, for that matter. I am Jake Crenshaw, and this is exactly what you get when you are my lady.” Jake said, his voice lowering to a sultry whisper. The heat in his gaze ignited a fire within her, leaving her breathless and wanting more.