I D Flex But I Like This Shirt Novels & Stories

Seems the guards were not the only ones having such irritating thoughts towards Jaden but most of the girls working as bar attenders in the bar felt such ways towards Jaden. "Look, he's here again. That pathetic pauper." "Lol, he looks worse than than the red shirt he always wears when he comes around. I wonder what made him change his shirt today." "Wow, don't you remember, how could you forget so soon. His shirt got stained with blood yesterday." "Oh that's right. Must be his most expensive shirt tho. Hahaha! this one he's wearing looks like he borrowed it from a mad man." The girls made fun of him in loud voices not minding if he heard them or not. After all, why do they have to be scared

With a deep breath, I picked out a simple outfit, a loose-fitting shirt and a pair of comfortable jeans. The shirt was made of soft, cool cotton, the kind that felt like a gentle caress against my skin. It was a pale blue color, the same hue as the sky on a clear summer day. The fabric flowed around me like a gentle breeze, as if wrapping me in a comforting embrace. The sleeves were long, covering my arms and offering a sense of protection. The neckline was high, too, almost up to my chin, shielding me from prying eyes.

I grinned, wondering if Alex would accept my gift for him—a couple's shirt. "Billy, Jack. You both can take it, too. It's on me," I said when I saw the look on their faces. I'm sure Billy is thinking about Sarah and Jack, his wife. I chose the black-and-white shirt—black for Alex and white for me—with a half-heart printed on each one. When you put the t-shirt together, the heart becomes whole. I chose this shirt because it wasn't as apparent as the same color. With Alex's status, I don't want him to feel uncomfortable wearing it. I also bought a couple of bracelets, hoping he will like them.

Wishing nothing but to have a closer look, I cross the remaining distance, forgetting my place as an employee. EVERY ONE of these top clothing were mind blowing. I couldn’t help but shriek for every piece I came across and when I came across one bearing Naruto’s face on it I nearly went ballistic. I wasn’t a fan of theft, but my hand’s literally itched to take possession of that one shirt that will no doubt give me unexplainable satisfaction.

“Yeah, I was just wondering something. I know it’s not a lot to go on, but does this arm look familiar to you?” Lynn takes another look at the picture, studying it carefully before shaking her head. “I don’t think so.” I look back down at the screen, feeling better about what I see. It is probably just a coincidence, I am sure lots of people own that shirt. If nothing else about the photo looks familiar to Lynn, then I am probably just overreacting. Reassured I tap out a quick reply to Felix. Iris: I could really use that strength today. The future Alpha at my school is such a jerk. I wish you were here to stand up to him.

When Alex is here, I lose myself. ***** Our goods quickly sold out due to the upcoming Fiesta, so the market was flooded with customers. Alex was also drenched in sweat, but for some unknown reason, he still smelled good. I subtly smelled the shirt he took off earlier, and it still carried the fragrance. What perfume did he use? I grabbed the oversized T-shirt I left inside the store. I have a penchant for wearing large T-shirts—they're comfortable. I flipped through the folded shirt, contemplating if Alex could wear it. It wasn't too small, but I knew his muscles would show.

Is Old Metallica shirt with blue flames on the back bottom. It's comfortable, it smells good. His smell... "Are you sure you don't want to change that?" It probably stinks…” His nose crinkles. I shake my head. — only a few shorts. "You really like this guy, huh?" I look up just as she throws one shorts on me. Not caring, I take off the shorts and put on the new ones. The grip applies pressure to my thighs and hips. We don't have similar body types. She is smaller and less curvy than I am. “No offense, Goldie, but

"I look like I'm on vacation." "Exactly." I circled him, examining the fit. "That's the point." Alexander met my eyes in the mirror. "You really like this?" "I love it. You look different. Softer." "Softer," he repeated flatly. "In a good way! Less intimidating CEO, more actual human being." The salesman approached with an armful of additional pieces. "These just came in. I think they'd work beautifully." I grabbed them eagerly, sorting through linen shirts in coral, mint, and pale pink. "Try these."

Needing to touch him. The second to last button is tight and won't fit through the buttonhole, so I fist the material and pull the shirt apart, exposing his muscular chest. "Damn, Sugar Lips, this is one of my favorite shirts." Lukis steps back, allowing the shirt to fall from his shoulders, a huge smile displayed on his face. I shrug. "Don't worry. I'll buy you a new one."

I guess after yesterday , I found my self attached to him ; the question is though , is that a good or bad thing? I shake my head free from thoughts and decide to go have a shower. I feel like wearing clothes that are super loose and comfortable today , so I take out black leggings that soft to the touch. I dig in my bag looking for that one shirt I always loved – when I finally find it , a huge smile appears on my face. I hold the shirt close to my chest , feeling the emptiness and sadness I feel from being away from my home and family. The shirt belongs to my dad – it is big , grey and very very comfortable.