Jay Windbreaker Novels & Stories

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.

He noted that Wyoming was wearing the white chiffon dress he asked her to wear specifically that day. Wyoming shrugged her shoulders, not even glancing at his attire. Maybe, if she was not preoccupied, Wyoming would suspect something fishy with their outfits, but since she was absorbed with problems with her father, she withholds any comments on Cayden’s suit - a few notches shy away from being formal.

Landon chuckled a bit. Unlike Zenith Jaden, who was impeccably dressed and perfectly put together, Jason Walsh was wearing a pair of tight jeans with the knees torn out, a pair of blue sneakers, and a faded black t-shirt with the Gucci logo on the front. He looked like someone who was there cleaning rooms.

he wrote. Brayden came by in spandex shorts and shirt looking like a professional cyclist. Jada checked him out and raised her eyebrows, pleased with his appearance. “You’re checking me out!” He teased. “Maybe,” she said, blushing a little. She wore a form fitting tee shirt and short cutoff jean shorts. That showed her lovely legs. Brayden liked what he saw as well.

“I am only following my Alpha, Mr. Penn.” I reached up and I pulled out my messy bun. However, I didn’t let it stay down. Grabbing the messy frizz, I gathered it together in a high pony tail. Then with the final loop, I didn’t pull my hair all the way through so that it was a long round bun shape. That would at least keep it out of my face. “Winter, come on.” Jeans weren’t going to be ideal but these ones were looser than something like skinny jeans. I’d have full range of motion but the cut at the bottom could be used against me. Gamma Maddox smiled and rolled his shoulders.

"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.

Jax The next day, the storm hadn’t come yet but it was on its way. The clouds darkened in the sky and blocked out the sun. Cold wind whipped the trees back and forth, dragging branches across the island and dropping them into the surrounding waters. The scent of oncoming rain clung to the air. Off in the distance, lightning stabbed the ocean and thunder boomed. Still wearing the same wig, sunglasses, slacks, and blouse, he headed toward the boutique.

They came to a shaded area in the park, but it was still very hot and stuffy. Jay looked more and more gloomy. After a round of chasing each other, Zayne and Josephine walked leisurely around the place before coming to the park to meet them. Josephine had already taken off the outer layer of her blouse and was wearing a thin pink blouse. She was fanning herself with a hand-made fan, complaining constantly, “Gosh, it’s hot.” Zayne and Jay had taken off their tops as well and were only wearing short-sleeved shirts. Angeline refused to take off her coat for the sake of her image.

A pair of long johns was draped over his shoulder. Emma stared at the ugly things until her father chuckled. “I know they’re not much for looks, but they’ll keep your legs warm. Now, go get changed. We’ve got work to do.” *** Emma followed her father through the snow, the barrel of the rifle slung over his shoulder glaring light into her eyes. She winced and fought the urge to scratch at the itch prickling her thighs. The parka was so thick, she doubted she’d even be able to reach.

He can think whatever he wants for all I care. "I gotta go." He stands up to leave. "I'm glad you're having fun." Wyndy returns and immediately takes off her jacket. The top she is wearing underneath is low-cut and kind of see-through. I hadn't even noticed that because of the jacket. And now that the jacket is off, I restrain myself from staring so I don't seem like a pervert. "Is it just me or is it hot in here?" She uses her hands to fan herself for emphasis.