A JakexMC Romance - Duskwood Fanfiction
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Manon Corvin, a tenacious fighter and survivor, moves to Duskwood to rescue her friends and the man she's falling for, Jake. As Jake and Manon confront their inner and outer demons, their intertwining desi...
A/N: It's the weekend but there will be no rest for the wicked! Phil visits, as does Alan Bloomgate, Steve leaves and Manon shows Jake just how pointless his jealousy is! I had such a good time writing this and hope its worth the wait!
Thank you for the lovely comments on the last chapter, I adored them and get so happy when I read them. This one took a while to be written but I actually wrote it all today. I have managed to catch a damn cold so wanted it done and posted before it really set in and rendered me useless. At least I get to read the new Stephen King book I've been waiting a year for! Let me know what you think and thank you for reading!
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"I ain't kissin' no ass But I'm makin' out like a bandit I'm brutally honest when I'm mouthin' off Here's a bandage They say I'm savvy for my age and savage as any devil But at least I'm no imposter strapped in Jesus sandals
I take what I want Take what I need And do it all with dignity Say what I want Say what I mean And I don't need you to agree
I don't spit before I fuck it Got a hand on the pistol in my pocket I don't play nice I'm not a shit talker I'm a straight shooter
Now just give me the money, honey
Straight Shooter – Skylar Grey *******
MANON
"You all packed?" Manon asked Steve as she shuffled into the kitchen on Saturday morning.
Steve was his usual chipper self, smiling at her moody, tired face, and she knew her hair was a twisted mass on the back of her head. She didn't care and just grabbed the mug of coffee he'd poured for her.
"I am. I didn't bring much, so it didn't take long." He said quietly, and she nodded.
"When do you leave?"
"Around 4. Flights at 9 pm, but I want to get there early so I can return the car and stuff my face before boarding." Steve chuckled.
"Yum. Airport food." Manon shuddered, but Steve had a weird love for the stuff; considering how many flights he took a year, she supposed he'd gotten used to it.
"I can always call and see if they'll let me work from here? If you need an extra hand." He offered, but she could see he was dying to return home before going back to work.
"I'd love that, but I've got it covered. Go see your wife and get back to work. I have too much to do now."
