Cherry And Joe Novels & Stories

The air was thick with the scent of sweat and exhaustion. Cherry flopped onto the bench in her oversized hoodie, stretching her arms dramatically. “So Red, huh?” she said, eyes glittering with mischief. “Big, scary, silent type swooping in to save our little Ivy. I think I’m in love.” Ivy, still pulling on her jeans, rolled her eyes. “Cherry, stop.” “Oh, come on,” Cherry whined playfully. “He was like—bam! Creepy guy’s gone. Ivy’s saved. The crowd goes wild. You could’ve kissed him.”

Twenty minutes later Gio was taking several bags off the counter and Cherry was thanking him for shopping at the Pink Cherry. "Gio Sweetie, you come back anytime but make sure you have time for me to try out that Pussy Pounder in your pants when you get here." "I'll come when I can spend some time with you Cherry but you better have a replacement worker on standby. After all, I might just break you." Cherry was still giggling as he left the store.

"You know it is. I rejected you. We're done. Whatever choices I make from this point forward have nothing to do with you." "Ah." She could hear the smile in it. The particular kind he wore when he thought he knew something she didn't. "About that rejection." Liora's hand tightened slightly on the phone. "What about it?" "A mate rejection isn't complete until both parties accept it." He said it the way someone reads from a document. Careful. Deliberate. "You said your part. But I haven't said mine." The room went very quiet. "What are you talking about?" she said.

“Hell yes, “Chris wraps her arm around his muscled forearm, and we head out. * * * It turns out Joe doesn't live far, so we're there in less than an hour. It probably takes even less to get there, but we’re just walking real slow, occasionally swaying around, stopping constantly to just giggle in the middle of the street for no reason. We grab stuff from the 24/7 and half an hour later we're in Joe's small living room. It's a nice rented place. Not that it matters that much, though. We drink and talk about random stuff. I still can't believe Chris just dumped Jared without even telling him goodbye. He deserved it, though. Chris is sitting on the couch next to Adam and I notice she touches hi

I pulled out my phone to text Joe, when I walked pass his car in the driveway. CHASITY: I am leaving Payton’s house now. JOE: Come to my room. My eyes widened and my cheeks turned red. I have never been in his room before and have always wondered what it looked like inside. The thought of Joe and I being alone in his room, make my cheeks red and my heart starts beating fast. CHASITY: Why? JOE: The other envelopes are in my room. CHASITY: What about Gio and John? JOE: They are in the theater room, watching a movie.

*** At the same time, in a luxuriously decorated villa. Having just showered, Cherry had put on a sexy silk nightgown and was lying on a fluffy sofa as she put on a face mask. A few days ago, the company had arranged for her to attend a show in a remote place like Khanh City. It had made Cherry very unhappy, so much so that her mood had not improved over the past few days. Still, after the incident at Grand Isle Resort, her spirits had finally been lifted a little. “Amy, what is the progress on Dwade’s side? Has he sent the video over?” asked Cherry.

Astrid's pov "My mate is here!" Cherry said, pride swelling in her words, she looked at Taylor, a silent expression requesting permission. Taylor waved her hand dismissively. Cherry leaped up from her chair and rushed off to meet her mate, in his hold a brown rabbit. She kissed him passionately, wrapping her hand around his neck. "I know you are very happy to see your mate," Carla said upon Cherry's return before she could even sit down, "But you should apply some decorum because if you react like that over a little bunny what are the rest of us supposed to do when our mates bring in a real game?"

I typed in our wedding anniversary without even thinking about it. The phone opened. My fingers scrolled to the messages app and I took a deep breath and exhaled before I opened the thread. [Good morning baby. I miss you already. Last night was everything.] Who on earth was this Tally Bear? I held the phone, standing there, contemplating whether to put it away. After all, it was better if whatever was in that chat never came to light. But Curiosity? It ate away at me like a snail chewing on a layer of cabbage.

He looked so handsome and perfect, his version one of a kind, one so sought after and respected, his name rings a bell and so does that of his parents. Charlee Edward isn't just a sound and vibrant lawyer, he's also the son of a judge, and his mother is the prime minister. Well the universe did it, they met in court, she was defending her client and he also was fighting hard so his guilty client could walk out compensated knowing full well the prosecuting council's client was guilty. I sat down in the crowd watching them throw banter at each other reading from the constitution, the judge enjoying the banter and how learned they both were.

"I'm great, actually. Better than great." I just stared at them both, not buying it for a second. Jacob and Elijah exchanged knowing looks, communicating silently the way men who've been friends for years can do. Cherry reappeared from inside the house, holding a bowl of fruit like the fruit had personally offended her entire family. She plopped down heavily beside me on the couch. "You're both lying," she said bluntly, popping a grape into her mouth. "And honestly, it's getting really annoying to watch."