Pepper Jackie Iready Novels & Stories

Jake was even more confused. "Strawberry milk and chocolate cake with a pistachio filling?" "Yeah, how did you...know?" "Dude, only one person makes that specific order and when she comes down, there is always trouble. The boss of all bosses, Iris Cadell Amery," Larry spaced out saying that ominous name. Jake broke out a small grin. He admired the said C.E.O. who took Amery Conglomerate by storm at the tender age of seventeen. Now she pretty much runs the business world.

He closed the door behind her. “So, what can I do for you?” Marty asked with a smug smile on his face. Jackie took in the sight of him. Years ago, he was being scouted for the NFL. Now, it looked like the only thing he would run for was a donut. His dark hair was greased into a side part. “I was going to ask you that. I heard you were looking for me,” Jackie said calmly and walked toward his desk. “I was. I missed you Saturday night.”

But so far, she still couldn't make heads or tails of it. "So if the person who wanted to sign Theodore was the CEO, then Harold from the photoshoot must've been someone from the VP's camp." Silence fell over the room. "Jackie!" Irene, leaning against the couch and watching her tablet, suddenly called out. She clicked on a video, and the roar of a dirt bike filled the room. Noah's first dirt bike commercial could be seen playing on the screen. The views kept climbing, and comments saying "He's so cool!" and "That's so awesome!" flooded the screen.

“Jackie, babe, breathe before you choke on your coffee or your own spit. You’re going to be great. You’ve worked so hard for this!” “You’re right, Drea. I just wish I hadn’t slacked off so much my freshman year. If I hadn’t, I could’ve graduated with everyone in May.”Andrea knew that what Jackie called "slacking off" was really her dealing with the loss of their mom in an unhealthy way. While Jackie acknowledged her past, she refused to let it define her. Her regrets collected like old friends, each demanding a pound of flesh, but Jackie was done with that chapter. She had cut the past out, and now she had a fresh start ahead of her, starting with this new job.

That's why I'll be speaking with the girl after breakfast. Jackie is eighty-four and has worked at the packhouse as head chef for over sixty years. Like every other wolf shifter who isn't Royalty, Jackie looks to be in her thirties and will until she dies of old age or is killed. According to Dane, Jackie is loyal and won't give me any problems. When I asked how he could be sure Jackie wasn't still loyal to Kyle, Dane informed me that Jackie was his mother. She's as loyal to me as Dane is. Fair enough.

“I sure as hell don’t need to know that she can take you both at the same time.” “Shut up, young man.” One of the older guys by the dart boards called out. “I want to hear about that!” “So do I!” the woman by his side called out. Shaking his head, Jack continued. “I don’t need to know that her cunt is your first meal of the day. Or that she loves a whip to her back. Or that she likes it while strapped on a cross.” “She does like her crosses.” Reed said not trying to hide his amusement.

He had messed with the wrong person. Jade huffed victoriously and reached into her bag. She pulled out a sticker which she stuck to his head and then her phone. She removed the tracker on his sleeve and took a picture of his ID card and then of him. Sending the first picture to a contact saved as Lewis on her phone, she instructed that he dug up every dirt on him and sent it to her in less than thirty minutes.

Our booth stopped, and he stepped out while holding his hand out to me. I took a shaky breath and stepped out. I was a little embarrassed to check if my skirt was wet from my juices, but I shook my head. It wouldn't matter. It was worth it. "How was your first ride experience?" Jack asked as we walked over to his brother and his ex. "Perfect. It was perfect, Jack."

Jack had promised her a lot of money and had also promised to help her father get back on his feet when they got married and so she was sticking to the plan. "It's nothing when you think about it. It could have been some old wrinkly man, at least Jack is hot." Jess replied and they laughed again. "Seriously though, you don't have to worry about it. Jack's okay. Intense but okay. There has never been any record of violence or irresponsible behaviour for him as far as I can tell, he's just mostly crude but I can handle that." "I bet he's good in bed." Ted's wiggled her eyebrows and smiled sheepishly at Jess and then raised her eyebrows when her sister hesitated.

"I wouldn't dream of doing it. Let's be clear on this, Miss. Frazer—" "Call me Riley," I said. "Riley, I'm not on Jack's side. I'm with the law and if Jack happens to the person behind this debacle, I'd be the first person to shoot him dead." He said it with such conviction that I believed he was telling the truth. A giggle escaped my lips. "I'm sorry." "Something amusing?" "Nothing, it's just that Jack said the same thing about you. He phrased it differently."