Romans & histoires Jericho Wednesday

Jericho’s shoulders visibly relaxed and I turned towards the door to the bathroom. As I emerged from the bathroom, I spot the digital alarm clock on the bedside table next to Jericho. It reads 4:38 AM and Jericho is sitting on the bed wide awake. He’s leaning against the headboard with his arms folded across his chest, and his wavy hair cascading down around his shoulders. His eyes look like endless black pits in this low light, but I’m not intimidated by him. I pad across the wood floor back to the bed and the corner of his mouth tilts up into the hint of a smirk.

That was the first unsteady thing Jericho had ever seen from him. “That was” Ambrose started. “Don’t,” Jericho said. A pause. “Once,” Ambrose said. “Once,” Jericho agreed. They stood there another moment, both of their suits wrecked at the collar, rain blowing in at the open side of the garage. Then Jericho walked to his car. He sat in it for ten minutes before he could drive. Chapter 3: Room Number It was not once. Three days later, Ambrose texted him a room number. No hotel name, just a number. Jericho stared at his phone for a long time. He typed no and deleted it. He typed what hotel and sent it before he could change his mind.

My brother's faith in me seriously lacked, on most occasions. "Don't stress yourself about the details, cub," I murmured, scrubbing a hand across the stubble coating my jaw. It was now officially irritating me. I needed a shave but I didn't have time this morning for a groom session. "Fine," Jericho made a disgruntled sound and I could almost picture him glaring at me with big, bright green eyes, "I'll have the feed up soon. During the day there won't be much to catch but at night, that's when the fun begins," he almost sounded too enthusiastic to be hauled up behind an electronic screen all night instead of heading out to attend one of his college parties.

She didn’t want to be his liability, so she asked Jericho for the favour. “Jericho said I could work four days a week, but it has to include one busy night. Friday and Saturday nights are busier, so he would let me choose my schedule one week in advance. It’s a rather flexible arrangement, but I start at eight, ending at one in the morning.”

She fucking smirked enjoying all of this and it irked me, making my wolf pace around in anger, growling at intervals. What the fuck did Faye do to Ember to make her this audacious? "Attention everyone," Jericho stood up, hitting his spoon against his glass to get our attention. "I'm so honored to have you all present at my party tonight. I honestly didn't expect this turnout but I am beyond grateful to have you all show up for me tonight. I personally want to recognize some important presence in our midst tonight," he grinned, his eyes meeting my cold gaze. "Alpha Alec Grey," he called out and everyone began clapping but I ignored them, still silently seething in anger. If only they knew the

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Maybe he’s one of the crew or maybe a side character? “Wow. You really didn’t know me? Well, I may not be as famous as Shane yet but I’m one of the actors playing a not so major role. Just so so… no wonder you had no clue about who I am yesterday,” Jericho sighed and pouted. “You left me alone with all the sweets and I had to finish them. Why don’t we grab some more later? I heard they’re going to have some promos today. My treat, how does it sound?”

I said and they nodded "How long will you be gone? And what will happen with us?" Jericho asked and looked over at Jessie who bit his bottom lip "We'll be gone for a week, we'll be back a few days before classes start as I said. And you'll be coming with us. I want you all to forget about the whole incident that happened here a couple days ago with the rogues and with Morgan" I said and all three looked up with wide eyes, Jericho and Jenna with happiness while Jessie looked surprised that I'd include them on the trip but smiled anyway and mouthed a small thank you and I nodded, "So you better go and pack we leave a quarter to 7"

It would be a dangerous move, risking his station and pack censure, but he’d risked it before for far less. Wes narrowed his eyes as if he saw straight through Jeremy. “You don’t expect me to believe that, do you?” “Believe what you want.” Jeremy turned to leave, but Wes’s next words stopped him in his tracks. “The wedding is tomorrow,” Wes said. Jeremy knew this, of course. He was Wes’s best man, but the way he said it gave Jeremy pause. “You getting cold feet?” “Fuck no,” Wes muttered. “I’ve never been more certain of anything in my life. I know I still owe you, but—”

ODETTE One week. For one week I refused to leave Jericho's beside unless I had to. I couldn't keep food down but I forced myself to try because, I knew when he finally woke up, he wouldn't be pleased with seeing how much weight I had lost in just a handful of days. He would wake up, though. He had to.