Jay Jo Windbreaker Novels & Stories

Jo's curses never come quickly, so while I wait for her, I check over and over again that I've packed everything Owen needs in his backpack. "Where are we going?" "You're going to Liv's, okay honey? Do you want to play with Lucas?" He goes crazy. He loves Lucas and his huge collection of toys. "Mine," he says, and I let him be happy as he tries to put on the bag. By the time Jo comes out, she's touching up her red lipstick to match her leather skirt. We put on our coats, and I wrap Owen in his. I always think he looks very funny, especially when it rains, and he only puts on the hood; it makes him look like he's from an animated movie.

North’s POV I straightened my jacket, smoothing down the fabric. Calvin Klein. East and Winter had already tried to claim it the moment they saw it, arguing over who would wear it next like it already belonged to them. It was one of the many things Jeremy had gotten for me. Part of the image. Part of the role. Dark fitted jeans, a clean white tan top underneath, the jacket sitting perfectly on my shoulders. My hair was done, not too much, just enough to look effortless.

He wore the shirt tucked in, with a silver oval belt buckle etched with a rodeo cowboy riding a bucking bronc. Top that with a tan suede Western-style jacket that made his shoulders look wider than usual, and she swore her heart went aflutter. Her heart had never gone aflutter in her life. “Are you ready?” he asked. Oh, yeah. “Um, let me get my coat.” Marva would cringe if she saw this old parka with her nice clothes, but Amy wasn’t about to freeze just to look good. Then again… “How cold is it?” she asked.

I wore it down today for that reason and it keeps sweeping over my face. I blow out air, look down at my long black jacket and smooth it out. It’s cold here, weather is icy, and my boots and coat are a present from Arry after we arrived. I love the real wool, fitted style, double breasted buttoning and very vintage feel. He has nice taste in clothes. It’s one thing I can never fault him for, and he does love to buy me things. It gives me courage to face this, knowing there is something from him, wrapped around me like a hug that I can keep with me all day.

The other Cami was a fluke, or more likely freak. Joel knocked on my door a few minutes early, but I was ready. He wore a pair of blue and white board shorts with a royal blue t-shirt that brought out the color of his eyes. I locked my gaze to those beautiful eyes because his shirt looked painted on. He had too much bulging muscle for my sanity. I needed to think of him as something like a brother… friends. I could do this.

A card was inside, so she opened it after setting the bag on the kitchen table. “Congrats on your first day. Sorry I have been a little out of sorts lately, Jarod.” Josey felt excited suddenly and opened the shopping bag. It was a new winter coat, the same color as the suit jacket Agatha had given her as a gift, except it was thick and sherpa lined with a hood and button closures. “Oh, wow,” she said, looking the jacket over. She tried it on, and it felt nice. It fit her well also. Then, suddenly feeling bad for doubting Jarod’s intentions, she pulled out her cell phone to call him.

The other Cami was a fluke, or more likely freak. Joel knocked on my door a few minutes early, but I was ready. He wore a pair of blue and white board shorts with a royal blue t-shirt that brought out the color of his eyes. I locked my gaze to those beautiful eyes because his shirt looked painted on. He had too much bulging muscle for my sanity. I needed to think of him as something like a brother- friends. I could do this.

Kendra glanced at my usual attire: black denim jacket, a grey plain tee, and black jeans with black timberland's, "I mean, I know it's only autumn but around here it's a miracle to get a day with sunshine and no cold breeze." I took in Kendra's attire. She wore a long-sleeve, off the shoulder, red top probably to match her hair and white skinny jeans that fit her figure like a second skin. White Nike air sneakers covered her feet and she had a white fury wrap over thing to keep her warm but it was doing nothing for her as I watched her shiver each time the wind whirled around us. "I like the cold so I can bare through it but clearly you're suffering." I pointed out, shrugging my denim jacket

Her abundant bush formed a thicket from her lower belly to the apex of her triangle, the fronds curling between her legs. Jo was small by comparison, yet not as petite as Armina and of athletic build. She was honey-skinned from sunbathing, with ash-blonde hair falling to her waist in one long sweep. Her eyes were deep violet-blue with thick curling lashes, dark at the base and gold at the tips. Given to a certain eccentricity of dress, her narrow waist was made even tinier by a red satin basque trimmed with black lace. The half-cups pushed her breasts high, the nipples two pebbles standing out proud. The tightly laced garment ended at the hip bone, and her lower torso was bare, drawing the e

“Wooh! Leave it to me.” He was already scrolling and skimming applicants when Raven chose a maroon coat and white undershirt as his attire for today’s business meeting. He was on his third spray of perfume when Jayce ran towards him, facing his laptop screen too close to his face to see a picture of an all too familiar woman. He couldn’t believe his eyes.