Just Some Guy Novels & Stories

he asked, sounding impatient. Amidst drunkenness and mess of my emotions, a reckless idea sparked. “Hey… sleep with me!” The man stiffened, then instantly let go. I landed on the floor with a painful thump. “Ouch!” “No,” he said firmly. “I’m not sleeping with someone who can barely stand.” “But, I’m not drunk!” I blinked hard. “Okay… maybe I was… but, not anymore.” “Even if you weren’t drunk,” he shot back, “I wouldn’t just…do that. You don’t even know me.”

I lie, if he knows Spanish I bet if we started talking more he would say a few things not expecting me to understand "Oh, a girl that knows one sentence in another language. I like it," he says making me blush "Sorry, I just wanted to thank you for helping me yesterday, I guess fighting isn't very easy when you're extra scared," I laugh nervously "It's okay, ma. I'll help you out whenever you need it," he says "Sorry, I have school tomorrow, and I need to do my homework," I tell him preparing to end the call "I can help if you'd like," he offered politely

his white teeth kept gleaming and shining, and he reached his hand towards my blonde hair, wrapping a strand around his tattooed finger, "so shut your fucking mouth and accept that I find you amusing." In part, for a guy... no, not just any guy, Jax Jones, Jax Jones! had told me he found me amusing, that was damn good in my mission: "discover the hottie". Deep down, everything about Jax Jones wasn't so mysterious, I didn't know him, but just with those words, I wanted to know more about him.

I sat down and waved down the bartender, "Hi, can I please get a glass of whiskey?" "Right away Miss," he said, "I never hear girls ordering whiskey around here," the cute guy said. "I like the strong stuff," I told him. "I can see that," he said chuckling. Cute. "Of course you can," "So do you come here often?" he asked. "Yeah, I do," "Wow, I can't believe I haven't noticed a girl as beautiful as you," "Cheesy much?" I said laughing. "I know right?! I'm Jack and I'm actually gay."

It seems like they are having a great time He replies thank you for spoiling my sister. Putting down his phone, he climbs under his bed and takes out a colt 9mm, and decides to clean his gun to take his mind off things. This is therapeutic. When he is done, he gets dressed, takes his bike, and heads over to the club for a few beers. While he is there, three guys, ample built, are picking on this guy who is dancing with his girlfriend. The guy becomes annoyed at them to tell them to pick on their own size. Joshua minding his own business drinking his beer, not in the mood for this, continues drinking his beer. Suddenly they bash the guy's face into a bar table; as the guy falls to the floor,

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The new guy scoffs at me. “I didn’t mean it like that, look it’s not just the hunters, she has rallied all those who are willing to gain any ranking other than the one they have”! I said glaring at the new guy who’s name I don’t know. “Jax, my name is Jax, goddess I can read you like a book, Mr I’m too cool for a shirt” Jax snorts. “I just got out of a hole of fucking water after being trapped in my own mind, so fucking sorry my abs offend you Mr Ego is my compensation” I snorted back.

He answers with a smile. That smile is quite a bit of a temptation. I chuckle softly. "I'm not. Don't worry." He grins. "Well, to be honest, I am just me." He answers breathlessly. "I'm just Gage. A normal lad that has a crazy job. I do not get why people give me special treatments wherever I go when as a matter of fact, I'm just like any other man." Wow. That was the first word that came into my head.

Bobby spoke to him: ‘You like Asian guys? The guy didn’t even look up from his magazine, but he said, ‘race doesn’t matter to me, bud.’ Then he closed the magazine, put it back on the rack and gave Bobby a long look up and down. Bobby was wearing his sleeveless black muscle shirt. He was sure he looked good. He’d been working on his arms. The guy said, ‘What do you like to do?’ ‘Like to wrestle?’ asked Bobby. ‘Think you can handle me?’ said the big guy.

She rubbed her finger over her lips "what's his name again?" The strange guy from the club "Jasper" "Jasper" she muttered "a little too nerdy for my liking but anything just to get you laid. What was he on about?" "Nothing serious, he wanted the same thing other guys out there wanted" I answered, staring off into the empty space. Thinking back to the club last night, I remember that guy approaching me and I listened to him, probably because he looked all calm and decent. I remember spilling some of my drink on him.