Jay Windbreaker Novels & Stories

He wiped my mouth with a piece of tissue and made me drink enough water. “ Let’s go Daisie.” he held my wrist softly, soft as his voice made my body shivered. “ You’d stay beside me while I do the initiation.” he said. The sun was friendly, and the cold was down as the temperature increased. Despite that, the weather was not trusted, it can begin to snow without any sign. I wore a brown long leather boot and a jean jacket enough to shut out the cold, in case the weather choose to go rogue. The colour of my jacket went with my trouser, and same as Grey’s wears. He had a shirt on it perfectly gave coverage to his 6 abs and enough length to his broad shoulder.

She rolled down the window and waved at me. Simon then said naturally, "Get in. I'll take you both home." When he saw my eyes fall on the passenger-seat sticker that said "Girlfriend Only," he frowned, somewhat impatiently. "Gem has a bad back. The passenger seat has more room. You can sit in the back this time." Look at that. He remembered every little thing about Gem. He remembered her bad back. He remembered her cramps. But somehow, he could never remember the old injury I had from moving all the heavy furniture.

Creepy. "Yow Ken. You look so good" Jason complimented. I was just wearing some blue shorts. And guess what? I am topless. I decided that it's time to be confident. And thanks to this guys for the confidence boosting. "Thanks. You too" I say scratching the back of my neck. Jason and Ryder were wearing sandos and shorts.

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He just couldn't let that happen. Jaida walked carelessly down the paths in the park, enjoying the crisp night air. It was just a little cold outside, but she could bare it. She was dressed in only a pair of jeans, a shirt, and a light jacket. She shivered only when a breeze managed to catch her off guard. Otherwise, everything about the setting was refreshing. The park was beautiful at night, the trees and their leaves painted in silver from the light of the moon. It was gorgeous and could only be seen at such a late hour. She had just wanted to come out once before having to go home. After all, the other city wasn't nearly as safe as this one was. She could never go out alone back there.

Williams: Playing jokes like that on me isn't allowed, next time. After I saw Mr. Williams' text, I didn't want to accidentally run into him again today, so I left out the back way of work. The wind was cutting; it was much colder than a few days before at our barbecue. Pulling a tri colored scarf out of my jacket pocket, I wrapped it around my neck, covering my mouth. The tan, dark brown, and khaki stripes matched the shirt I decided to wear to work today. As I was walking along, the familiar zing-pow-kaching notification of Ada's went off. Smiling, I excitedly checked to see what she wanted.

as a legitimate unit of measurement. “It’s a classic tourist spot for lovers earlier in the year when it's much cooler,” Winifred replies, aggressively fanning herself with a random magazine she'd gotten somewhere. She glares at me like she’s personally offended by my fashion choice. “I agree with Yemaya, boss, that shirt is a bad idea. You’ll have a heat stroke before you even get there.” She says, dressed only in a tank top herself.

REID POV “Remind me again why we’re outside in the snow?” Taryn asks, her arms crossed against the wind, her body bundled up in a dark green down coat, a tan satin lined beanie with flecks of color — like little sprinkles on a cupcake — atop her head to protect her braids. “Because it’s Winter Wonderland Day,” I reply. And because I need you out of the guest suite while hospitality sets up everything for the rest of our day.

With a meticulous plan in mind, Jay was ready to seize this rare opportunity and pave a path to his own ambitious future. Jay, now in his forties, rarely exercised, and his body had begun to show signs of age. But for this critical moment, he made the effort. He carefully picked out a fitted golf outfit from an upscale store, trying to project an aura of vitality, though the marks of time couldn't be fully disguised. He also bought a pale pink sports skirt for Sara, knowing well that having a woman by his side during business dealings could make others more inclined to relax.

He feigned a serious expression, turning as he got to a bend and stopping a distance away from the beach. "We're here, baby." They opened the doors and slid out of the car, the strong wind welcoming them by blowing the hem of Jade's long floral dress to every direction. "Seems the wind likes you." Ricky joked, pushing his hands into his pocket, his jet black hair scattered all over his face. She laughed again, something she had just been doing naturally since that evening. "Just as it likes your hair." She had worn the hat, preventing the voracious wind from carrying it away.