Jay Jo Windbreaker Novels & Stories

He lifted his head and waved at her with a smile. After hesitating for a while, Wynn went downstairs. “Wynnie, you’re here.” At the plaza, Joel was wearing a white Armani low neck shirt and a pair of black casual flax pants. He looked handsome and trendy. The golden Rolex watch on his wrist was a symbol of his status and wealth. He was radiating the air of a noble young master. He even managed to attract the attention of a few girls. They were looking at him with starry eyes and infatuation. Some of them were even taking pictures of him.

“That’s not happening. I might need you for the sake of the babies, but I still haven’t forgiven you for taking Cade’s side.” Grabbing some straight leg baggier jeans, there was this fitted top that Jo has been wanting me to wear. As much as I hated it, the floral design would make it dressier. It was almost a crop top with long sleeves with an off the shoulder neckline. The golden designed matched Maddox’s necklace perfectly. “How are your jeans fitting?”

"I'll be waiting in the car with your coffee, be quick hm?" Young-Jae hurried to open the bag and gasped at the beautiful sweater inside. It was a grey and white fabric with red details around the neck with a pair of jeans that were distressed around the knees. He quickly slid it over his head and frowned at the size, it landed just below his crotch and the sleeved hid his palms completely so he shrugged and rolled them up to perfection.

sigaw ko at biglaang bumangon para kumuha ng unan at ipalo ng makitang si Jeo iyon. “What? Are you going to throw a pillow at me? When you ask for a yacht trip?” dismayadong saad ni Jeo. Dahan-dahan ko namang binitawan ang unan na hawak ko at napatingin sa kabuuan ng kasuotan niya. Naka-itim na fitted shorts, beach shorts at bucket hat. Sobrang simple pero bakit pati ito kayang kaya niyang gawing runway outfit e.

Joanna had put on a yellow sundress she has owned for a year. She had only worn it once. She had packed a beach bag with a two piece bathing suit she had only worn once a year and a half ago, sunblock, a make-up case, sunglasses, and a large beach towel. Joanna had a large straw floppy hat she had bought at a discount store in Queens a long time ago. She wasn’t going to put it on until she got to the marina.

I open my closet and look at the options, frowning. When I am ready, Jo walks into the room, looking ridiculously hot. She looks at me from head to toe shaking her head vigorously. “You’re not wearing that. You’re young, and you’re hot, come on”, she says, opening the closet and grabbing a dark green dress. It’s long sleeves and rests just above my knees. She then grabs my doc boots and gets everything ready for me.

The slit along my leg made every step feel like I was walking on a runway. When I walked into the living room, Joaquin wasn’t back yet. Good. I poured myself a glass of water and waited by the windows, scrolling idly on my phone. Minutes passed. Then I heard the front door unlock. Joaquin stepped in, dressed in a tailored black button-up tucked into grey slacks, sleeves rolled up slightly, watch gleaming against his wrist. He looked sharp, but slightly disheveled—like he had rushed. His hair was tousled, and he carried an envelope folder under his arm.

Jay Corben sported a very short hairstyle. Since he was going to take part in an event later, he had on very light makeup. He wore a short, black, casual jacket with a loose white T-shirt on the inside, as well as a pair of black ripped jeans and black boots. Having worked in the entertainment industry for a long time, Jay seemed much more confident. He also had a strong presence. However, his cool, bad-boy vibe hadn’t changed at all. Morty Wayne wore a loose denim jacket and a loose white T-shirt on the inside. Likewise, he also wore a pair of black jeans and camel-colored boots…

"He won't kill you," I muttered, trying to make my mouth work. "He may chain you up in Will's bedroom for a while." It was funny to me, but apparently not to Dia. She started to load her weapon. Joel stood in the middle of the road about twenty-five yards away. His arms were folded across his chest. Apparently, he had gone to the fight prepared, because he was dressed in a tight black t shirt and black cargo pants. He even had black boots on. Joel looked commanding.