Novel & Cerita Trevor Henderson

I raise an eyebrow, my lips curling into a smirk as I reply, "Yes, I wanted to ask you if you were interested–" I stand there, arms crossed, watching as the hockey player who once gave me that broken stick saunters over. His helmet is off now, revealing a pretty remarkable face – brown eyes, brown hair, dazzling smile, tall and broad-shouldered. Handsome. He extends his hand, "Adam Henderson.” I don't bother shaking it. Instead, I cut straight to the chase. "Anyways, I wanted to ask if you’d mind running a friendly scrimmage with WB tomorrow?" I say, barely concealing my hatred for them.

This continued for a few runs before Henry who was silent till now spoke up with a smile “I’m afraid sir, that won’t be answered no matter how many times you try” “What makes you so sure?” Garret asked in a mocking tone. Mr Henderson and his CEO were best mates, and he would never refuse him. “Because the other half of my name is Henderson” Henry spoke in a neither arrogant nor servile tone. Garret “” Dana and the team also looked at Henry with a shocked expression. ‘The calm, laid-back, humble lass was the son of the most revered lawyer in the country with a record of never failing in court even if his client had iron clad evidence against him?’

Just stepped back from the podium and found Avalon’s eyes across the room. He was looking at her the way he looked at her when something got through. The unguarded version with his father’s laugh on his face. The Hendersons found them. Richard Henderson was sixty something. Old San Francisco money with the confidence of a man who had never been in a room where he didn’t belong and had stopped noticing that privilege decades ago. He shook Avalon’s hand and the turned to Selene. He thought it was really something. The question part was what caught his attention. But whose question was it to begin with, he wondered.

These were questions plying my mind's route but I remained shut ensuring I don't overstep my boundaries. "If Harrison wants to extend a hand of fatherhood to Trevor and make up for all the lost times, then he can do it from anywhere around the world. " I pointed out. Stephanie laughed and sat on the only bench in the garden. I went and sat beside her. "You are a smart child." she complimented me. "The reason why Harrison wants Trevor to stay back is so he could work in the ministry of health. , he can earn millions weekly through his father's connections and since he studied Software engineering, he might be their tech guy." Stephanie said.

She had been so happy to see him, embracing him closely during the rehearsal while Donovan observed them in amusement without interfering. Now, amidst the opulence of the ceremony, Fidelis was a silent observer, his heart tethered between concern for Boma's well-being and a fragile hope that perhaps Donovan's rough edges were slowly being smoothed by the transformative power of love. Ronald, Donovan's formidable grandfather and mentor, cut an imposing figure at the lavish ceremony. His presence cast a shadow that loomed over the festivities, his influence a cornerstone in shaping Donovan's domineering and assertive nature.

She was going to drop the towel back into the hamper when she stopped, then after a moments thought, she shoved the towel inside her sweatshirt and made her way back to her room. Duncan now knew for sure that he had another mate somewhere in this pack but his heart was still too raw to even consider accepting her, even after the month he had been here and all the counselling Brother Andrew had given him, the grief was still there, he had just learnt to deal with it in a more constructive way. Brother Andrew was getting suspicious so he was glad they were leaving tomorrow, he would go to the Highlands and train for three months, he would become a warrior, pledge allegiance to the Templar Alph

Henderson, the CEO and founder of a prominent tech giant company. Their discussion delved deep into the realm of business prospects, with Liam and Mr. Henderson exploring various opportunities and potential collaborations. They discussed the synergies between their respective enterprises, sparking excitement about the possibilities that lay ahead. While Liam engrossed himself in a conversation with Mr. Henderson, a tap on his shoulder caught his attention. Turning swiftly, he found Taylor standing before him. Even though she had gave him some potentially useful information about Madison a while ago, Liam couldn't help but be a little annoyed with the fact that she had approached him once aga

No next thing to prepare for. "Trevor called this morning," Damien said. I went still. Trevor Haines. The ex who'd sold their story to the press three years ago. The one who'd shown up recently claiming he'd changed. "What did he want?" "Closure, apparently. He's getting married. Someone he met last year." Damien's hands stayed relaxed on my shoulders. "He wanted to apologize properly before he moved on." "Did he?" "He tried. It was adequate." He paused. "I didn't feel anything. That's what I wanted to tell you. I thought I'd feel something, anger or relief or something worth noting. But mostly I just wanted to get off the phone and come back to whatever you were doing."

Kendall had been practicing her song for weeks, and I couldn't wait to see her perform. I took my seat at the designated seat for parents in the auditorium and I noticed a familiar face - Trevor, a single father of a student in Kendall's class. We had butted heads before, and I knew he didn't approve of my relationship with Zac. But what I didn't mention was that Trevor had asked me out on a date a few months ago, and when I turned him down, he started bullying me. He would make snide comments and try to make me feel uncomfortable whenever we crossed paths.

TRE practically sang as he answered. TRE Washington presented a massive presence that most people agreed, matched his voice perfectly. He stood almost seven-feet tall and weighed a very muscular two-hundred and fifty pounds. Frequently assumed to be a former football or basketball player, TRE had little interest in any organized sports. His passion was Tai Chi, which he spent his spare time teaching the youth of Greenville. If ever the term "Gentle Giant" applied to a man, it fit TRE to the letter.