James Franco Smile Novels & Stories

"Good news then except for the last item on the table." A grimace invaded Sly's features again, as a silent worry set in. "What is that?" James leaned and whispered something into Sly’s ears. First, the latter's face contoured into a frown, followed by a grimace, then turning into a smile. It was one of pride. James shrugged, satisfied that he was happy with the news.

"I walked right into that one, didn't I?" "You did," he said smoothly, his expression smug. We sank into a comfortable silence for a moment, and I found myself studying him once more. It wasn't often that James showed much emotion, but lately, I'd noticed something different. "You seem to be smiling a lot lately," I said, cocking my head to one side in observation. His eyes met mine, the smirk softening to something genuine. "I couldn't help it. You make me want to smile." I blinked, for a moment taken aback by his words. My heart did this ridiculous little flip in my chest, and I had to remind myself to breathe.

He never see the side of me huh? "You look so cute." James said as he patt a tissue to my mouth and Sky looked at him "A S S H O L E" Sky mocked me and oh you think you can do that? I throw tacos at him at him and he looked at me disbelieF "Do you think I'm joking?" I tilted my head and smiled cutely to him "Dude don't mess with her, I swear you won't like it." James said and chuckled. I opened the ice cream from James

To the point that Gary didn't know how to interpret that smile. The young prince's forehead wrinkled. Wordlessly he looked at James who then looked at him with a flat gaze even though his lips were still smiling. "Is there anything funny about what I said?" Gary finally couldn't resist asking. James replied by still maintaining the smile on his lips, "No." Gary squinted. "I just didn't expect you to reveal your own identity, Your Highness," James said with a fairly calm expression. Gary gulped but then laughed blandly, "You already know who I am. Then, why should I hide it? Wouldn't that be a waste, General Gardner?"

Despite the lack of protection from the scorching sun, James was enchanted without realizing it. Denny Anggara's expression about Liliana Bertha's smile being as warm as the sun turns out to be true. James had initially thought it was exaggerated. Until now, he only realized that what his friend said was a fact. The smile was so genuinely created. Then a gentle pat was given to a ponytailed child who also returned the smile, warm and cheerful. Then the small child's hand was in the woman's grasp. Even the bag with Ice Bear's picture was slung over her shoulder.

I bit my lip. That much was true. James felt like a ghost in this school sometimes. He barely interfered with anything. He simply followed the rules, kept to himself, and disappeared into the background whenever he wasn't competing. He also didn’t... smile much. The only times I had actually seen him smile were when I treated him at the clinic, when he talked about his mate for that brief moment, and when he won games. Those smiles had all been different. I puffed up my cheeks when I felt Wyatt press a quick kiss against one of them.

'' shouts the boss getting up slapping onto the table with a thud sound. '' Yes, James how can he talk like that to your father? does he know who is he talking with ?'' remarks the woman acting all angry. '' Robin, do I need to make my position clear to you even more than already it is? he's my dad you can't insult him like that '' said James in a sleek tone. The smile on Robin's face disappeared all of a sudden. '' Is it the pretty and handsome face and your sleek voice which makes the ladies fall for you ? '' asked Robin pointing at James putting on a poker face.

she rectified with a flip of her brown hair and flashed James a cheery smile before turning on her heel and leaving. “You’re going to have to do something about that one,” Freddie said once she had gone and James shook his head. “I know, but I’m just trying to figure out how to tell her to get lost without looking like a jerk in the process,” he replied, and Freddie laughed. “Now that’s funny…the James Lacrosse doesn’t want to look like a jerk,” he barked out and started up a fresh bought of cackling. James just shook his head at the older wolf and finished his meal.

We all turn once we notice the paint is blue. Blade is standing there grinning. Resting the but of his rifle on his hip. Franco hangs his head. "Fucking Jesus." Blade snorts. He has an unlit cigar in his mouth. "See ya later, Frank." And he runs off cackling. "God damn it." He shakes his head. I look at him. "Don't worry, the way we're going, this game will be over soon." "Yeah. Still sucks." He grumbles.

He was seated next to Juan but he had to lean a little over the table to reach me. "Unlike this French-spanish idiot over here. I'm from Texas, were we like to go all the way and say. Your very beautiful my lady," he makes a gesture of taking of a hat from atop his head and as quickly says," my name is James." James is a blonde with a really charming face. His hair is slicked back neatly but a few strands escape his gel hold and fall across his forehead. He looks like a playboy and a part of me likes that about him already. Also, I could tell he came here straight from work because he didn't change out of his scrubs and just simply threw a jacket over the dark purple. I smile at him," It's n