Novel & Cerita Jimmy Johnson

“Well good. I would’ve taken over if you were going to be nasty to him, and not in the good way!” I head downstairs rolling my eyes to Mia, when I look up and see that devilishly handsome man. His muscles popping through his black t shirt and as he looks well put together, I can tell he had just shaven and went to the barber shop before stopping here—still smelling of shaving cream. He must’ve known I’d be here looking over at grandma gleaming with happiness until she spots me eyeing her, she ran into the kitchen before I could call her out on her silly betrayal.

Beside him stood Standfast, a bit shorter but no less imposing, with a sneer playing on his lips. Standfast, around nineteen, had a more rugged demeanor compared to Phillip. His face, while not conventionally handsome, bore the marks of someone who had seen their fair share of trouble. He had a solid build, indicating a readiness for action rather than words. His eyes held a steely intensity, hinting at a volatile temperament kept in check only by Phillip's presence.

she smiled. “Logan?” John’s voice called out moments before he opened my office door. He was dressed for the funeral. His dark brown hair was neatly combed without a hair out of place, and his face was freshly shaven dressed in his black double-breasted Armani three-piece suit with a black dress shirt and tie. The only color in his outfit was the blood-red handkerchief in the breast pocket.

I asked with a bit of humor to try and make him smile since it looked like he could use a smile for himself. He smiled and nodded his head. "I suppose it would help you out here. I don't need anyone too serious dear. Just need someone who's willing to do work but you will never be alone with a patient for your own safety and protection." "I understand, One of your guards named Martin said he would be willing to protect me." "Ah yes him, he is our best guard." Mr. Baxter spoke with a bit of a smirk.

I was interrupted by a soft voice against my ear. "Courtney please come I want you to meet someone," Jason whispered in my ear. I excuse myself and walk with him. "Courtney this is Mr. Howard, the owner of this hotel and dad's best friend." He introduced. I look at the man in his mid-50's. He had a genuine smile on his lips. I smile back at him. "So you are the one that stole my boy's heart away?" he questioned me. I was startled at the question. I look at Jason for an answer.

To witness me. I stood at the front, beside Alexandro, beneath a giant silver arch twined with white roses and moon blossoms. My hand trembled in his, but he held it firmly—reassuring, unshaken, calm. He looked every bit a king in his white ceremonial robe embroidered with gold and pearl threads. His hair was neatly tied back, his wound hidden beneath layers of fabric and power. He didn't flinch once. Even now, after being stabbed, he stood like nothing could touch him. Miraculously, his wound stopped bleeding and he got a fast healing. 0

I change the subject "He has a kid?" His eyebrows raise, "Since when?" He seems shocked "Yeah, his name is Carter, he is the cutest little thing. Even though I haven't seen him in real life, I saw pictures and he looks more like me, than Ryder," I say He chuckles shortly, "What do you do at the gym?" "Gymnastics and my brother is teaching me self-defence. You should fight me," I tell him doing playful karate moves with my hands.

Piper Redding His Leaning casually against my car, arms crossed, head tilted back like he owns the damn place. How did he find me? Of course—how could I forget that his uncle is a detective? My breath catches in my throat, and for a moment, my feet refuse to move. Even in the dim light of the parking lot, he looks as maddeningly good as ever—broad shoulders, messy hair that somehow falls perfectly, and that stupid smirk that once made my knees weak.

Zharn gifted Dad the large truck to make moving easy, but Papa refused, saying he'd pay him back in installments instead. "Babe." Sophie squealed. Papa flinched. He still wasn't used to it. He'll have to at some point. We'll have to leave his house someday. My sister lunged herself into her boyfriend, circling her legs around his waist and hugging him. Those passionate fools. "You guys ready to go?" Jax asked. "Yeah, we're all done." I told him. "Zharn made us late, he just had to stop to get us moving gifts." Jax rolled his eyes.

He hurriedly pushed me aside, snapping, "What are you talking about, Alex? I'm the one who crashed into the shelves by accident!" He turned to Regina, his face red as he scratched his head sheepishly and said, "It's nice to meet you. My name is Jimmy Hudson. Thanks for checking on me. I'm not hurt. I'd love to get to know you better. Can I have your number?" However, a staff member of the convenience store, whose badge made it clear he was the manager, appeared beside us. With a grim expression, he said, "Please come with me to discuss the appropriate compensation for the damages."