Novel & Cerita Tanner Reed

San Diego had me feeling differently. It was like I became Alex Gray the moment I drove into the city. My personality changed over the following two weeks as I followed Jordan Reed. He was the Vice President of The Reapers and second in command. I knew that if I could get close to him, I was as good as in. He had a set routine and after two weeks, I knew it by heart. He liked to frequent the bar on Broadway in East Village. It also happened to be the whole club’s favorite spot.

“But before I die, I must first witness that b*tch Madeline’s death with my own eyes!” “As long as you can help me settle this matter, that five million is yours!” Meredith tempted. Seeing the greedy light in Tanner’s eyes, she egged him on. “Tanner, we’ve had a good time anyhow. That Madeline has harmed you so badly before. If you’re a real man, shouldn’t you at least teach her a lesson?” “Of course, I’m a real man!” Tanner was easily fooled. “Okay, as long as your money is secured, I’ll definitely help you settle this matter!”

Tanner stuttered. "Oh! That night. What about it? Haven't you ever done a casual hook up?" he asked. "I...I... I" Rovak smirked. "Damn! Preppy boy" Tanner burned with humiliation, he looked at the smug bastard in front of him. "You...you...you" he couldn't say anything and simply walked away. ... That weekend, Tanner returned home. "My boy, it's so good you are home, we missed you" Luna Eve said as she hugged him.

“You mean the Reed family of Reedstone Group?” Leonard Robert nodded. “Mr. Tyler Reed is the only grandson and heir of Reedstone Group.” Sarah’s lips parted in shock.

"Which means if you'd tried to look him up before the game you'd have found the same wall I did. That's why none of us had heard of him." I handed the phone back. "It's strange," I said. "That's all. Just strange." "Right." Tanner pocketed the phone. He stretched his arms above his head and leaned back. "On a completely different note, I'm actually hyped about Wood Work this year." I looked at him. "Don't give me that face," he said. "A week in the woods, no classes, no press, just rugby and fresh air. I look forward to it every year."

“It hasn’t even been a week since Sandy’s death, so don’t worry, I won’t touch you.” Pearl was about to rummage for clothes, but Tanner’s voice sounded. “There’s no need for you to look for them now. I’ve thrown them away.” She froze on the bed. “What do you mean?” “I mean every single word that I just said, literally.” Tanner raised his head, and his eyes looked dimmed and enigmatic. “I went to your house today.” Pearl’s face turned pale, and her lips trembled slightly. Tanner got up, walked toward her, and showed her the camera. “If I were to show these photos to Mr. and Mrs. Hannigan, please enlighten me about what they would think of you.”

I found my eyes completely drawing to him and noticed his legs were so long that he looked uncomfortably huge in that chair. "Okay everyone-" Mrs. Lionel starts but her words drone out in my ears. Kade places his bag on the desk, looking like he didn't want to be here. I watch his fingers fumble with the zipper of the bag and noticed it was the only part of his hand that wasn't tatted. "Pictures last longer, red." His gruff tone made my eyes lift from his hand to his face.

He wasn't obsessive about working out, but he made sure to get some exercise every day, usually a run. Clearly, that wasn't enough for the young man who was eyeing him up and down. Tanner had a tight, compact body that screamed of hours spent at the gym. He was pure eye candy. God knows Ace liked hard candy. Every once in a while. Tanner was, what, twenty-two? A senior in college. Sculpted and all planned out. He made Ace feel old, especially in this moment of being evaluated. "I hate to break it to you, kid, but thirty-three is not twenty-two," Ace said. "I'm doing pretty good for an old guy."

He only needed someone for the moment and not for eternity, but most of the women he had encountered didn't seem to want the same thing as him. They were all looking for forever. "Your Martini, sir." Trevor's eyes wandered from the girl to the bartender; he clutched the martini he had placed on the counter and took a sip. "This is yours, ma'am." "Thank you." Redhead beamed. She snatched her drink off the counter and sauntered towards Trevor, who was watching her from the corner of his eyes. "I'm Tricia, and this is Lauren." Redhead introduced, nodding towards the brunette.

“Thank you.” “I didn’t save you out of the goodness of my heart,” I clipped. He only smiled and then left. Reed set Tina free too and ran his hand through her tangled hair. He asked after her wellbeing and hugged her once more. “Who the fuck are you?” Ace demanded when Reed reached over to set her loose. “I was about to ask you the same,” he said then set her free. “I’m Reed.” “Is this the guy you were making babies with?” she asked with a disbelieving and disappointed look.