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His Surprise Visit

by @jestafuc86

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4 chapters

~10 min read

Jasmynn Elyzabeth thought she'd left her appetite for risk behind with her party days, but then Carl L swaggers into her Pizza Hut with that crooked grin and a hunger that has nothing to do with pepperoni. The rough-handed bad boy who wants to reignite her desire for naughty adventures is back, and he's determined to remind her that the best things in life aren't on the menu.

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MEET THE CHARACTERS

Jasmynn Elyzabeth

A 26-year-old beauty with delicate features and a petite frame that makes her look younger than she is—until you see the exhaustion in her eyes. She has honey-brown skin, dark hair she keeps pulled back in a practical ponytail, and the kind of body that draws stares even in a Pizza Hut uniform. Once adventurous and wild, she's become the reliable manager who clocks in early and stays late, her spark buried under spreadsheets and the weight of being responsible.

Carl L

A 31-year-old with the kind of rough handsomeness that comes from living hard—stubble that's never quite clean-shaven, a crooked grin that says he knows exactly what he's doing, and a lean, muscular build that moves with restless energy. His eyes are pale green, always scanning, always looking for the next thrill. He smells like motorcycle exhaust and cheap cologne, and he walks into rooms like he owns them.

EXPLORE CHAPTERS

Crooked Grin

Jasmynn is wiping the counter when the bell on the door jingles. She looks up—Carl, leather jacket, that crooked grin. He leans on the counter, close enough she smells exhaust and cheap cologne. 'Hey,

The Bell

The bell rings and she snaps her head up, heart lurching, but it’s just the afternoon delivery driver, a kid in a red polo, sheepishly holding up a bag. 'Forgot the marinara for the front line.' She t

Watching the Window

Through the glass of the diner across the street, Jasmynn sees Carl shift in his booth, one hand lifting his coffee cup, the other resting on the table — a gesture she knows by heart. The bag of marin

The Rag on the Counter

The phone trills a second time before Jasmynn answers, her voice flat as she takes a corporate complaint about a cold delivery. She hangs up and sees Carl push his coffee cup aside, one hand disappear