Mother's Warmth Jackerman Novels & Stories

“Who are you talking about? I didn’t meet an-y-yone here, the woman stammered, her voice trembling. Robin grabbed her by the throat. “I’ll smash your head if you don’t tell me where the young woman is.” “Who? I don’t know anyone,” she cried. “She’s tall, wearing a denim jacket!” “I met no one here. I’m not lying!” “Move,” he ordered. She walked slowly. “Turn back. Move to the gents’ toilet now!” he ordered, pointing toward the toilet. Robin opened the main door without knocking. “Bitch! where are you?” He pushed the first door open, it was empty.

Always the gentleman. “You look beautiful,” my mother said, reaching over to squeeze my hand. “Thanks, Mom. So do you.” Adrian sat back down, and for just a second, our eyes met. His expression gave nothing away. “I already ordered wine,” my mother said, pouring me a glass. “The Pinot Noir. You’ll love it.” I took a sip. Then another. Liquid courage. “So,” my mother beamed, looking between us. “How was your first week working together? Adrian said you’re doing wonderfully.”

Well, I guess I have nothing better to do that's why. My Mom noticed my frown and she turned worried "I'm sorry baby, Jack was supposed to come back tomorrow because he was outside the country for a business trip but he suddenly flew in today and was dying to see me.. uhmm us I mean" My mom corrected herself awkwardly. "Who's Jack?" I asked her "Jack, as in Mr. Rumez," she said looking a little sad at me, she thought I didn't like the man, that I was going along just for her sake and me not even Knowing the name of my stepdad proved it but those wasn't the case. I don't care who she is with or where we move to, all I ever wanted is for her to be happy. I mean when you are poor what do you ex

"Do not give me that look. I hate seeing you beg. You now I am not that cruel when it comes to you." He took out two folded bills and waved them in the air. "Hey Shy, why don't you go out and get some food for us, i'll take care from here. Our daughter has finally arrived home, it wouldn't be nice if we don't at least have her fed, right?" My mother opened her lips to complain, but Jack gave her a glance. Something flowed between them—silent and dangerous. "Fine," she murmured before taking her coat and stepping out the door.

“My first parents were Amber and Nicholas Johnson. They were killed last year in a rogue attack. I’m an Omega. Nobody wanted me. But last time Daddy and Daddy Jill were here, they came with Aunt Sles. Daddy Jill said that he fell in love with me before he ever saw me.” “He did. And I’m glad.” Jack said as he motioned towards a quaint little ranch-style house. “And you can’t tell Daddy Jill no,” she said as Jack smiled as he opened the front door. “Can I go see my room?” “Yes, little lady, you may. Right down that hall.” Jack pointed and she took off running. “I should tell her no running in the house, but I’m excited for her to see her room.” He said as they followed down the hall.

Jack came with her and strode towards me, pulling me into a warm embrace. “Kiddo, I’m so sorry about my dumb brother,” he whispered on top of my head. I patted his back. “Let’s forget about that tonight.” “Mom wanted to invite you for dinner tomorrow night, she’s worried about you.” Jack let go of me and his eyes checked my whole appearance. “Jake sure is blind. If my girl is as beautiful as you, I’d never lay eyes on anyone... ever.” “Stop being cheesy, Jack,” I responded, giggling.

They embraced me briefly but tightly, and at the silent insistence of Jack, we sat down at the table. Mother kissed me on the temple, and we exchanged no words, only tears. She was far more slender than she had been before and her eyes were more tired than I’d ever seen them but she still smelled the same, and that was one of the greatest comforts I’d ever felt before. “Touching,” Jack replied with a smirk. “Now, for the last guest of honor…” He returned to the door. “Come forward!” His words implied someone was waiting outside who was reluctant to come in. I frowned in confusion.

" Jesus handcuffs! His heart rate shot through the roof --but who were they for? Giving him an impish smile she whispered, "They are for me, sweetie. One set for each of my wrists and ankles. Now be a good boy and go ahead and secure your mommy to her bed so you can take full advantage of her... for the rest of the night." Jackie could barely contain his excitement as he carefully attached the restraints on his naked mother. Following her softly whispered instructions, he proceeded to stretch her four limbs out securing each in turn to the upper and lower posts of her four poster bed.

she apologized as she handed me one of the coffees. I nodded dumbly still with my eyes on the floor. When her eyes landed on Jack they turned cold but she quickly fixed them. I knew very well that my mother didn’t like Jack. She called him a bad influence. I guessed it was because he had dropped out of school and also had thousand earrings on his face which were the same as those on Mesmick’s face. “Jack” she said softly as she hugged him. “He’s in safe hands now.” Something my mother didn’t have was a bad heart, no matter how much he hated a person when they were in trouble she always helped them. Jack held on her tightly as he burst in tears, just like a little baby something he didn’t do

I could hear every sound in the damn boiler room, I could hear the damn rats scram here and there waiting for their pound of flesh and most of all I could hear the idiots charged with guarding me playing poker just outside my door. I just needed one of them to make a wrong move. One of them to bring me a damn bottle or something sharp and I would bust the lock open ridding myself of the chains. My eyes zeroed in on the door as it swung open. “Don’t get too closer to that one, Jack” I heard one of them say before they all broke into laughter. The jack being referred to stood by the doorway holding a tray of what I would guess to be food. He was new, that’s the first thing I noticed the minute