In A Jam Kate Canterbary Novels & Stories

they described. As she pondered this, a soft knock sounded on her office door. "Come in," she called absentmindedly, assuming it was her secretary reporting work updates. The visitor stepped inside but remained silent for an unusually long moment. Curious, Sharon lifted her gaze—and froze in surprise. "Carter?" … At the Walton residence, Johanna rushed to find Jamie, panic written all over her face. "Jamie, Kelly's missing!" Jamie had just returned from Leistre and was absentmindedly staring at a framed picture on the wall. Hearing this, he turned to her.

She grins mischievously. **** "Remind me why we're here again?" I shout to Kate over the club music. She had decided on a small bar in the city, one known for good music and cheap drinks which seems to be exactly what we need for our girl's night out. I can feel the bass pounding in my chest, the smell of alcohol and sweat engulfs us. By now we're a handful of shots in and I am feeling a buzz. Kate pushes another drink into my hands, I can barely make out her silhouette in the colored lights illuminating the dance floor. I notice her face light up as she meets the eyes of a tall, blonde-haired man across the room. I can't place him, but he looks familiar. There's good chance he may be one of

“Let’s find out who.” Then Jeremy’s screen flashed. “Wait,” he muttered. “That’s not Carlos’s signature ID. That’s... Clark’s phone transmitting from the same place.” Liam’s eyes widened. “They’re meeting tonight.” Jeremy grinned. “And we’re crashing the party.” ** At the same time, Kate sat quietly on the balcony, sipping ginger tea. Her other hand rested lightly on her lower stomach. She whispered, “You’re the only person I can talk to now.” Suddenly her phone buzzed.

He watched her with a quiet, unrelenting intensity—a man watching an outsider build a fire in the middle of his frozen woods, waiting to see if the flame would catch or die out. ‎ ‎By two o'clock in the afternoon, Kat’s table was nearly clear. Only three jars of wild blackberry jam remained resting against the green tablecloth. ‎ ‎Kat wiped down the cedar wood with a clean rag, letting out a long, satisfied breath. Her shoulders were stiff, her fingers were stained faintly with purple berry juice and ink, but her wooden cash box was heavy with earnings. ‎ ‎She paused, resting her hands on the edge of the table, and looked up at the grey autumn sky. The heavy clouds were beginning to roll low

Kate says strongly. “You are right. I am seeing Jared shortly. I will give him my ultimatum and see where that lands me. If I get rejected, I might need to borrow you from Colby for a girl’s night,” I chuckle. Kate laughs, “Colby would understand, Lily,”; looking at Kate I ask, “Is it really as amazing as they say when you are with your mate, Katie?”. “It’s even better Lily, and you deserve all of it and more!”. Kate POV

“Sigh, it’s not time for us to debate our grudges now! Did you really meet Cordelia?” “How many Jenners do you think there are in the Hamertons?” Kate’s frown was locked deep as she exchanged a glance with Zennie. They did not know that Yelena was at Yale’s, so they found the entire situation odd. Kate looked at her. “To be honest, Janine, I’ve met Ms. Jenner too. I like her a lot! I believe that you’ll like her too if you see her!” “Or you were deceived by her too?” Janine snickered. “Right, you dared marry Henry Hamerton. What do you know about distinguishing people?”

Jazz music drifted through the spacious room, permeated by the titter of guests and the clinking of fancy cutlery on even fancier china. Kate smiled as the host pulled out a chair at a wide table, propped beside one of the massive windows. The lights of Columbus twinkled in the distance; Kate’s mind drifting to the night Colton had told her about his life in the back of the car, staring out at the masterpiece that was the city skyline. “Gotten a good fucking look?” Colton snapped, Kate’s eyes widening in surprise as she shot him a warning glare. Scarlet cheeks cast down, the host stuttering out a quiet apology before hastily retreating.

She took it and stood. They walked hand and hand to the jukebox. Cameron put some money in it and hit a few buttons to three songs, A Second Chance by 38 Special, All My Life by K-Ci & JoJo, and I Cross My Heart by George Strait. Cameron walked her a few feet away from the jukebox and pulled her into his arms. They danced and then danced some more as they held each other. **** Catherine woke to her cell ringing. She reached for it on the coffee table without looking. “Hello?” she answered hoarsely

Loves gonna get you down Momma told me, what I should know— “Can we please get some alcohol into my mouth as soon as humanly possible?” Kate’s voice groaned close by, and I turned in my stool to find her plopping down beside me. She pushed hair the color of dark caramel out of her anxious hazel eyes, and I watched it fall back into Kate’s face with a frown. Sporting her usual athletic wear, I realized she probably spent most of the day at LA Fitness and forgot to change.

I’m sure Kate didn’t even realize who she was talking to. An hour later, Kate emerged from her room again. I was stunned by her appearance. She had fixed herself up nicely. She wore a black sleeveless top tucked into ripped jeans, paired with a shiny black leather jacket and a sling bag. It suited her perfectly, especially with her wavy hair highlighted in blonde. Her makeup was simple, making her look incredibly beautiful. The scent of her Bombshell perfume from Victoria’s Secret filled the air.