Jake Webber Funny Mga Nobela at Kwento

Rae replied. "Whatever you want to do." Jake agreed. "What would you like to watch?" Raeanne asked. "I don't care, you pick." Jake replied. "Twilight?" Rae laughed. Jake groaned. "Hey I just realized. I'm real life team Jacob. haha" Rae laughed. "That's not funny." Jake muttered. "Yeah it was. Madea?" She asked. "Yeah love me some Madea. Which one?" Jake asked. "You pick. They are all hilarious. Oh I know, Christmas one. Larry the cable guy is hilarious too!" She grinned.

The table was easy the way beach vacation tables are, salt air and sunburn making everyone slightly more relaxed, slightly less armored, the day's tiredness filing the sharp edges off. Jake was in a good mood. Jake, in a good mood, was loud and physical and quick, jumping between topics, mimicking accents, landing punchlines with the confidence of someone who'd been the funniest person in most rooms he'd walked into. Emma generally found him harmless. Tonight, he was in good form.

"Damn." I stare at him, blushing madly because what he just said is the weirdest fantasy ever. I don't want to be Winnie the Amazonian! Jake must notice my growing discomfort because he laughs a loud rumbling laugh. "I'm just messing with you," his lips won't stop twitching. "And it was way easier than I thought it would be." I'm stunned by Jake's laughter. He looks youthful and about a hundred times more attractive when he isn't wearing his usual emotionless, resting asshole face. This is so much better.

Jason was laughing dryly as he said that. “It's age coming, my friend,” Jake said on the other end of the line. “You can no longer demand that your body remain as it was in your 20s.” He was giggling derisively. “Ugh. Sorry, Nancy, but Jake, go to hell!” My husband gasped, reacting to his longtime friend's jokes. “What's wrong with you, Davies?” Jake Gardner swept. “Can you respect ladies, you stupid billionaire?”

Alex scoffed in disbelief. "It's really unbelievable, Your Highness. By the way, guess who I met today," Jake said to Alex. "Who did you meet, Jake? You know very well that I'm not good at guessing," Alex said to Jake. "Well, it's no one else than Dave, Mara's baby daddy, and to think that the fool was playing nice with me, only if he knew how much I wanted to strangle him with my very own hands, but then I remembered that it wasn't my job, but someone else's, so I decided to keep my calm and keep on playing the dumb guy," Jake said to Alex.

I said and he smiled at me like I was a unlearned maiden. “Because I brushed your hair from your face? You must be crazy” he said and I smiled. He certainly knew how to ruin a good moment. “Must you ruin the moment?” I asked and he shrugged and grinned. “Yes” he answered smugly and I grinned. For some reason, I find Jake more funny than John, John was usually always cheerful and liked to cheer me up but Jake was funny without even trying. His cynicism and his dark attitude seemed to draw me in to get to understand his layers and the walls he built around himself.

At one point Jake gets so annoyed he makes Haden do push-ups while singing “I’m a Little Teapot.” I am on my third glass when the whiskey finally loosens my tongue. “You know what’s fucked?” I mutter, staring at the floor. “I used to think I was scary. Now I’m terrified of disappointing a woman who weighs less than my left arm.” Cam snorts. “You’re so whipped it’s actually impressive.” Jake leans back, laughing. “Bro. You asked your wife for permission. On speaker. You’re in deep.” Haden, who is half-conscious and bleeding, still tries to talk shit.

I said and he smiled at me like I was a unlearned maiden. “Because I brushed your hair from your face? You must be crazy” he said and I smiled. He certainly knew how to ruin a good moment. “Must you ruin the moment?” I asked and he shrugged and grinned. “Yes” he answered smugly and I grinned. For some reason, I find Jake more funny than John, John was usually always cheerful and liked to cheer me up but Jake was funny without even trying. His cynicism and his dark attitude seemed to draw me in to get to understand his layers and the walls he built around himself.

"Is this funny? Huh? This is funny to you right?" Yeah! So funny I wanna kill him right now! I pull myself up to a sit, licking away the blood from my lips. Jake runs a frustrated hand through his hair, gritting his teeth angrily, his vein bobbing out and in of his neck. "What?" I cackle. "Are you so mad now you want to kill me?" "What?" He says with an unbelievable cackle. Jake sucks in a harsh breath, balling his hands into fists, he passes me a glare and then sighs again. "We're going to talk later."