Jay Jo Windbreaker Novels & Stories

The way the simple lip color looked against her sun kissed skin made her lips look like they were set up for the perfect kiss, all plumped and ready. “Well I take back my groans, you look stunning Babe.” Joel said coming back into the bathroom. Nora smiled weakly at him, she still felt weird. She missed the comfort of the big oversize hoodie and showing her legs off was a little different lately. She spent most of the time lately trying to hide. She didn't want to draw any attention to herself. She glanced at Joel who came in and started doing his hair. He wore a black button down shirt and dark blue jeans. It was just enough not to fancy but not comfortable. He wore his silver chain around

"Ella is...okay, I guess." Jo leans back on the towel laid on top of the boat dock, pulling at the edge of her black-and-white checkered swimsuit, this retro number with straps that come up like a halter at the back of her neck. The tattoo she got this year, cherry blossoms intertwined with Japanese characters, goes down the side of her hip, half under the swimsuit and half out. I don't know why we're laying outside in bathing suits, soaking up rays; we're slathered in enough sunscreen to drown, and wearing floppy hats big enough to practically require their own zip codes. But this is what we do here during the summer, so it's force of habit, I guess.

she asked with concern. A.J. looked over her shoulder at the dashboard. Oh, damn, he thought gravely. **** It was only an hour ago that the sun was shining, and Caitlin was riding the waves with the hottest man in Key West. Now, it was dark, rainy, and extremely windy. She and her host were wearing windbreakers and lifejackets over their fun attire. A.J. wore a pair of off-white shorts that came to his knees.

Today was the day I was supposed to join the training. I pushed aside the soft, delicate dresses that Jay liked me to wear, and I reached for the boldest, most commanding attire that I had, a warrior set that was made especially for a Luna—it was sleek, it was imposing, and it was made for battle. The dark material, a combination of leather and light armor plating, was embroidered with intricate designs that featured gold and silver, all signs of power and dominance. The attire fit me to perfection, hugging my physique not to highlight its beauty but its power, which was something that Jay hated.

"What's wrong? I just wanted to help you put away the hair dryer." Primrose blinked as Joel exited the bathroom, wearing only a towel wrapped around his hips. This allowed her to see quite clearly his well-defined, sturdy, and healthy six-pack abs. The droplets of water on his chest slowly dripped downward, gliding over his abs and disappearing beneath the edge of the towel that obscured her view. Primrose involuntarily swallowed her dry throat. "You, you, why aren't you wearing clothes? Aren't you, aren't you afraid of the cold?"

Human beings make life so interesting. Do you know that in a universe so full of wonders, they have managed to invent boredom? – Terry Pratchett, Hogfather Neo walked into the apartment and found Jo sitting on the couch with her knees pulled up almost to her chest. The Nightmare Before Christmas blanket from her childhood covered her legs. Her hair was pulled up in a messy bun and she wore a dark blue sweatshirt, and he could barely see the top of the yellow print. He knew what was written on the shirt – PROUD NAVY SISTER.

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.

She immediately dispelled those thoughts, and when the voice of Lord King who was about to go into the rain curtain came again, "Take it." An Taotao stopped doubtfully. Mr. King threw the big black windbreaker into her arms, "It keeps the rain off." An Taotao tightened the large windbreaker in her hand, and temperature stayed on it. It was so warm that she lowered her eyes and thanked her in a low voice. "Thank you..." As the words fell, she unfolded her windbreaker and rushed into the rain. The windbreaker is very big, it can really keep the rain out. She wandered around for a long time and finally found a fruit tree that was not crushed.

Before leaving, she realized her own red windbreaker had gotten muddy during the ravine rescue. William had insistently forced her into one of his crisp, oversized, dark blue silk button-down shirts so she wouldn't catch a cold on her way out. It swam on her frame, the hem hanging all the way down to her mid-thighs, smelling intoxicatingly of his expensive sandalwood cologne. An hour later, Jane had finally collapsed into her tiny apartment.

she said as she tries to drag me away "but I haven't had breakfast yet" I retorted but she didn't utter a word so I just went upstairs to my room with her "you've got 15 minutes," she said immediately we got inside my room "had your bath?" She asked. "um..nope" I answered looking down "to the bathroom now" she yelled and I hurriedly went into the bathroom. Joel I just finished dressing up in a black and white spotted shirt and an ash colored crazy jean, wore my gold wrist watch and black shoes and black winter coat since its gonna be cold outside and a black head warmer to keep my ears warm and I made it reveal my curly black hair out