Jess Sims Quotes Novels & Stories

Jessy delivered. “Jess I told you to not add that part.” Simon said softly to her. “But that’s what he said.” “Yes but I said you just tell them to come down for breakfast.” “Okay okay, it’s fine. Tell Smith to calm down for a second and that we’ll be down soon.” Greyson responded

“Her words. Not mine.” Ursula dumps the bags onto the table and places both hands on her hips. “Agnes and I are not the loves of her life now? Is that what you’re saying? We’ve suffered through her emotional breakdowns, bad hairstyles, and downtimes. And suddenly, because a tall, overprotective Alpha with pretty eyes appears, we become nothing to her?” Victor snorts. Simon raises both hands defensively. “That’s not what I meant.” Victor leans back comfortably, completely entertained. “I’m with Simon on this one. We all know there’s only one person Jess is truly obsessed with.”

I had no problem with dressing slutty honestly, I dress slutty sometimes but what I don’t like is being pressured on what to wear. “It’s not only that Tee, you’ve changed a lot since grad school, I used to think it was because you were hanging out a lot with your pretentious Harvard friends but honestly you are just boring.” Jess says not even fazed that she would say something like that to me and it hurt. “I can’t believe you just said that.” I say perplexed. “I’m not saying it to hurt you Athena but honestly you’ve just been boring lately and its killing my vibe.” She says with a shrug not even sorry about her words or her tone.

Samuel had no idea what he was thinking when he defended Ciara Summers, and it just pained him that Jess sounded so correct about her. “Seems to me like you have no knowledge of the woman you married,” Jess said mockingly. “Jess, not now,” Samuel decided that he had had enough of her taunting. “Are you sure you combed everywhere? She couldn’t have just disappeared into thin air,” Samuel said. Now it was Jess’s turn to feel angered and insulted. She hated it when people made her feel like she made a mistake or was terrible at her job. “Of course, I did,” Jess said angrily.

I said exasperated. \"Oh shut up! We have to make you presentable, that means full hair removal, manicure, pedicure, hair.\" she started to snort like hell. \"Jess, do you listen to me when I talk?\" I was now more exasperated than ever. Why didn’t she understand? \"I always listen to you, but that doesn’t mean I care what you say.\" \"Oh thank you!\" I was almost offended. \"May May you need to fuck, son or not son. Good sex will not hurt you.\" replied Jess very serious.

"You're my sister. You almost died." "I didn't die." "You almost did." The words hang between us. Jess's green eyes—the same shade as mine—soften. "Jax." "I should have been there." "You were playing a game." "I should have been there." She reaches out and takes my hand. Her fingers are cold. "You can't protect me from everything," she says. "You can't be everywhere at once. You can't save me from myself." "I can try." "That's not how it works."

“I had breakfast.” I gave her a skeptical look. “You mean a sip of coffee and a granola bar?” She shot me a glare. “Wow, psychic now?” “No,” I said with a small smile. “Just observant.” Jessa rolled her eyes but a faint blush crept up her neck. “You sound like my mom.” “I’ll take that as an insult,” I said, making her laugh. “Good,” she said, smiling wider. “Because it was.” ⸻

"So don't look back. Whatever happens, don't you dare look back. A man like Charles… he's not worth it." I finished the last of my beer, crushed the can flat in my hand, and dropped it onto the table. "I won't," I said. "Not this time." She seemed satisfied with that answer. Setting down her fork, she scooted over and turned my shoulders toward her, like she was straightening out something crooked. "Mindy, don't you come back unless you've made something of yourself. I'll be waiting for you to come home and keep me in luxury." A tear slipped down my cheek.

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Emmett lit a cigarette and slowly blew out a smoke ring, was it like this? He lowered his eyelashes and suddenly smiled, "After knowing each other for so many years, I have realized that you seem to be the most dull-witted one." No, there was another one even more dull...