Romans & histoires Jeff X Jane

Jane replied cheerfully. “Meh. I’m still pissed that I’m paired up with Xavier.” “Maybe you need to take this opportunity to forge a new relationship with Xavier. Perhaps you change the existing one into something new.” Shoving some salad to her mouth, Jane went on. There’s that weirdly optimistic Jane that we knew popping up again.

Bianca stood as well and picked Jeffery from his cot, leaving Jane and Caleb on the table. "That was fun," Jane said smiling broadly when they both left. "I don't know what it is you're doing, Jane, but I'm enjoying it," Caleb kissed the edge of her chin. "And please don't punch Stella in the face again," he whispered teasingly. "I may have to if she gets on my nerves," Jane shrugged. "Jane, I'm kidding, please punch her in the face again." Jane laughed and stood from his lap. "You don't want to be late for your meeting."

“If you came here to ruin our evening, you can leave.” Jeff ignored her completely,His eyes stayed on Ava And for the first time in a long while he genuinely looked nervous. “Ava…” he said with a low voice. Jane scoffed. “Don’t say her name like that.” But before things escalated, Ava spoke calmly. “Jane.” Her friend looked at her in disbelief. “What?” Ava looked at Jeff quietly and said,“Let him talk.” Jane looked highly dissatisfied But she reluctantly leaned back. Jeff swallowed slightly clearly unsure where to begin.

he continued shamelessly as she stretched his hand across the space between their seats and brushed aside the strand of hair that fell across her face. Jane jolted backwards away from his hand in repulsion as laughter came from the back seat at the drama happening in front of them. From the sound of their voices, Jane could tell that there were two of them. She wondered why they were here so soon after giving her time to raise the money she owed them. "I bet you're wondering why we're here Janie," Adrian's shrill voice came yet again as he smirked in her direction. Jane was trying her best not to look at his face.

You have bad taste in women, Elton. If this were the past, I would have fought him for saying that. I would have defended Jenna as the kind woman I knew she was, and that no one had the right to insult her. But now, I could only admit that he was right. As Jenna stared at Mitchell, her voice faltered with uncertainty. "Are you Mitchell Gray, CEO of Aerowood Group and the man we're supposed to work with? "No way… How could a loser like Elton be friends with a man like you?

Meanwhile, Jaxon, now suddenly invisible, sank lower in his seat, watching without a flicker of emotion, like he was a stranger passing judgment. The way he sat still got some ladies attention that moment. Jefferey appeared. “Hey, I didn’t get your name. You ran off,” he said, flashing a smile with emerald braces. I replied smiling,“Aurora Smith.” He took my phone and saved his contact himself. “It’s Jefferey,” he winked, leaving the table. Layla nudged me. “Girl… Jefferey? That's Hot cake!” I laughed into her arms.

Jane said, still watching her hands. He exhaled. He knew. He was angry at the silence and the timing, not at her. Kim fought death for a living; she didn’t make it. “So what are you now? Doctor Phil?” he said, smirking to hide the ache. Jane tilted her head. “Doctor who?” Jake snorted. “TV shrink. Bald. Texan. Long story.” “Oh.” She considered, then added, “She still loves you.” “Come on,” he said, half a laugh. “How can you tell that? You’re not psychic, are you?”

she said, squinting at me as she poured herself a glass of water. “What thing?” I asked, forcing a small smile. “The staring into space like your brain is fighting a war thing.” I sighed and leaned back on the couch. “I saw Xander.” Her head snapped up. “Wait. Alexander Knight is in San Francisco?” “Yes.” “When?” “Earlier today.” Jane dropped into the chair opposite me, suddenly serious. “Why didn’t you start with that? What’s he doing here?” “Business,” I said quickly. Too quickly. Jane raised a brow. “Uh-huh.”

Tara and Zoey exchanged glances, and I could tell they were both thinking the same thing I was, Jane had been weirdly interested in Xavier, and none of us understood why. “Okay, seriously Jane,” Zoey said, voicing what we were all thinking. “What’s going on with you and Xavier? You’ve been asking about him constantly.” “There’s nothing going on,” Jane said defensively. “I told you, I’m just curious about him.” “For almost a week straight?” Tara said skeptically. “That’s a lot of curiosity.” Jane opened her mouth to respond, but I cut her off, remembering something important. “You know Xavier’s in love with someone, right?” I said. “Some girl he won’t tell me about. So if you’re interested in

We made it halfway down the stairs before Dad Jay appeared at the bottom, arms crossed, eyes sharp and curious and already jumping to conclusions. He looked at Jane. He looked at me. Then back at Jane. “So,” he said slowly, lips twitching. “Are you two dating.” I almost missed a step. Jane did not even blink. She tilted her head, looked him dead in the eye, and smiled. “Do you think I am good enough for your son.” Silence. Then Dad Jay laughed, loud and delighted, like he had just been handed his favorite kind of chaos. “Oh,” he said happily. “I like her.”