Sorry Miss Jackson Novels & Stories

Jackson told her, sweating nervously at what he was about to suggest. "My passengers' needs?" Alexis asked, seeming confused. "Yes, in particular my needs and I'm afraid to say that, so far today, you've failed to do this and because of that... I have to fail you" Jackson told the birthday girl as she was nearly reduced to tears upon hearing this. "But I thought I was doing so well..." she complained quietly, clearly saddened by the news. "You were, but my needs were not taken care of" said Jackson while reaching over to pat and grab at her shapely and crazy fit thigh.

“Just come back to me. I don’t want anything else. Only you.” I watched silently, unmoved, as he paraded his desperation. “Lucca, did you think killing Victoria would make me forgive you?” His hand froze midair. “Then, what do you want from me?” “Name it, and you’ll get it.” I placed a photo on the counter. It was a photo of my men, smiling brightly, taken a week before they died. Lucca saw it, and his face drained of color. “Eliana, that was an accident…”

Will she ever be the same again? Dr Ma'mun bit his thin lower lip and wondered how to put this as kindly as possible, he found none but could only continue. "Miss Sheriff may never walk again." He sighed out and instead of the tears and wailing that he expected, her mother was clear eyed but a dangerous glint passed through it. "I resigned myself to that fact about an hour ago. I watched again how he single-handedly threw her into the fence. Who could survive that?" Dr Ma'mun passed her the box of tissues for the tear that fell while she spoke.

Sam returned. “I can’t say no to seeing Riley shaking her butt on the dancefloor.” Jackson said with a smile. “So around six-ish?” Sam asked. “I know just the place.” “Sounds good.” Riley answered. “Jackson we need to go check that model.” Jackson checked his watch then they both finished their drinks quickly as they stood up. “Alright, we will see you around six.” He added then caught up to Riley to see a cute smile on her face. “So, I like your brother, I like your best friend, but I could live without that Gerard guy.” Jackson stated.

They became very good friends instead with Liam being the annoying one amongst them. The issue that had happened with Sophia in the past had crushed Jackson. She had been out of the country when it happened but she realized as she came back that Jackson was not the same and when she had been bold enough to ask him what the matter was; he talked about the girl he had met when she left their high school to a boarding house in Atlanta and not returned till so many years later.

They both hugged me. Moments later Sarah and Jack walked in. "Sophia, I'm sorry I wasn't there today. I would've never allowed for that to air. I fired everyone." Sarah bought celeb news 7 years ago "It's okay." I sobbed. "I'm sorry everyone. I never thought that one little video would be the biggest mistake of my life." "I already got people searching for Jason. Yeah that bastard is nowhere to be found. But I promise you He will pay hard the moment he's found." Dad said.

"But I miss you. More than you know, Princess." Her heart was pounding. All it would take was a little push, and her lips would meet his. But she knew, she needed to say her piece too. She took a deep breath. "I'm sorry, Jackson." She watched as hurt flooded his eyes, but he didn't move away. She continued, watching his through her lashes. "Not for what you just said, I miss you too. But I'm sorry that I hit you, I had no right. I'm sorry I didn't see how you felt towards Randy, I was so consumed with my own pain and feelings, that I never saw yours. I thought you were mad just my sake, I never thought to consider how my lingering desire to be friends with Randy would hurt you. I wasn't cons

“Fuck, Ariel,” Jackson whispers, trembling a little in shock and relief. “I’ve missed you so much – I’m so sorry –“ “Sorry,” I say, lifting my face and sniffing hard, even as tears continue to fall from my eyes. “Why are you sorry.” “Because I let them take you,” he murmurs, sticking an arm through the bar and wiping the tears from my face with his calloused thumb. “I’m so stupid –“ “Jacks,” I say, scowling a little and pushing back. “Don’t be ridiculous – they’d been planning that capture for months – for years –“

Plus, when he saw the picture of their two faces on the tombstone, Jackson remembered that they were the victims of his carelessness. Jackson knelt down, rubbings trembling as he touched the gravestone. His heart ached, as if it had been sliced by a knife. "I'm sorry. A thousand words of apology won't be enough to make up for all my mistakes. You must be so angry with me. I made Grace lose you when she was little. Then I made her lose a son when she was an adult. You must have watched it all from up there. I promise I will make amends." Jackson said with a trembling voice.