Jess Sims Quotes Novels & Stories

Jessica said, lifting her cocktail toward me with a playful smile. Simon stepped toward me with the tray, offering the second glass. I shook my head instantly. One shot of alcohol and I either start speaking ancient languages or fall asleep on the floor. Not a glamorous sight. "Pleaseee, take it," Jessica pleaded, batting her eyes dramatically like she was auditioning for a movie role. "Fine," I sighed, accepting the cocktail from Simon with an anxious smile. "Thank you so much, Simon," Jessica said sweetly, blowing him a flirtatious kiss. He blushed lightly or maybe that was just the reflection of the pool lights.

She smiled. " I think we should head out." Casper suggested. " Oh, Joey how're you doing? I hope you haven't been beside yourself concerning me, I'm all better because of you darling." She referred to Joe, trying so hard to look sexy. Desperate much? "Woah what the eff?" "Are you mad?" "How won't dey nack you tray?" " You dey craze?" were the various replies to her delusional outburst. "Flirt with him one more time and I swear to the heavens, I'll knock your incisors out. Try me and see." Jess balled her fists stalking towards Evian.

Her head held high but from the corner of her eye she looked at me. "You are just going to do fine. Don't let your fear win. Think there is no one here, only you and Zander. Don't think about their opinion or judgemental comments. Think about what you think about yourself. Some will like you and some will not but you can not live your life according to their wish. You are a kind, generous and little bit crazy person and never let people tell you otherwise hmm" Jessa told me when we almost reached the front . Jess's words smooth something inside me. I nodded her yes. "Thanks, I needed that talk. You are right I should not let my fear rule my life" I gave her a small smile.

Emmett spits as Lester mutters under his breath before running off to retrieve his credit card from Megan. “If you need to go back to work. I understand” Simone whispers, a frown creeping on her face. ‘Please don’t go back; please don’t go back’ she chants over and over in her mind. “They can wait until I get back. If they want to get an interview with Ms Simmons before then; they will have to figure out a way to do it without me” Emmett explains; putting his hand on Simone’s. Relief crossing her face; “Lester seems nice” Simone comments, taking a bite of her cannelloni.

“Who’s going to give you a code? After all, when do I give you a code anyway? You think I’m playing a game to the point where I have to use a code.” Jessy dodged, she denied everything Kevin said. “Never mind, don’t be too proud to admit it, Jes. Be honest with me because I also feel what you feel. I also envy those who always spit out intimacy in front of single people, indeed they have no moral basis. Instead of biting our fingers, what’s wrong, right, we follow like them,” explained Kevin jokingly.

But all of them will follow her to the end because they know she will always be there in the front of it all. They don’t know shit. Jess is a coward, but also a very good actress. I know her by now, I know the dissatisfied glint in her eyes, the way she leans away from Silvan and the ticking of a plan forming as she counts the exits and who she might persuade to switch to her side over Silvan. “Do you ever stop working?” Lucas whispers with a small smile. “Do you ever start?” I ask back, a bit more snarky than strictly necessary, but the question bothers me.

"No, God, of course not. You have a life to live." Judd leaned forward and lifted her chin to look in her eyes. He was quietly reproving. "Your eyes always tell the truth, little one." She blushed deeply, and unable to think of what to say next, elected to take another bite of pizza. "Do you ever go out, Jessi?" She'd been taking a sip of beer and nearly choked. "Me? Go out? As in, with men? No, absolutely not. Where would I meet a man?"

“I don’t see what I’ve done wrong. All I did was point out the truth. If I were you, I wouldn’t let my mother interfere in my relationship.” “That’s because you don’t have a mother,” Jessica sneered. Simon flinched, and for a moment, I saw a flash of hurt in his eyes. “Did I strike a nerve? Oh…sorry young Simon. Maybe if you hadn't been so proud, you'd have had your stepmother to guide you,” Jessica spat. “If my mother were alive, I wouldn’t need one,” he said, his voice low and challenging. “And I find myself wondering why my mother isn’t here.”

"Can't even carry a tray without breaking everything in sight. If you can't do your job properly, then you might as well leave!" Savannah flinched under Jess's fiery gaze, her cheeks flushing with humiliation. She wanted to defend herself, to explain that her distraction was not intentional, but the words caught in her throat. what would she say anyway? She'd imagined her friend who almost killed himself passed by and she wanted to say hi?

"Mr. Simmer, you are no match for Senior. Don't..." Before Jessa could finish her words, she was interrupted by Aaron. "First Miss, don't worry. I have absolute confidence in defeating this person." Aaron gave Jessa a reassuring look. Jessa felt helpless. She wondered why no one believed her when she told the truth. "Young man, are you willing to fight against me?" Aaron looked at Lucas. "Do as you wish," Lucas lightly said. There wasn't any change in his expression. Aaron looked at Lucas' indifferent face and couldn't help but feel unhappy.