Joey Drew Novels & Stories

Jovie was drawing at the table at that moment. Once she saw that Liam was home, she ran to him with the drawing she just drew. She held the drawing in the air and asked as if she was fishing for praise, "Dad, quick, look! Did I do a good job? I drew Mom, Dad, and myself!" Liam crouched down. With one hand holding the cupcakes, Liam picked up Jovie with the other hand and looked at the drawing Jovie was holding. It was three simple figures. Two adults were holding hands with a small person in the middle.

‘Are you frozen, Joey? Joey shook his head, though his bottom lip was quivering from cold. Jill drew back a little to stare at him, wondering at his attempt to be brave. She noticed Joey’s gaze, which was directed at his tall, well-built father. Ah. There was the model of testosterone Joey was trying to imitate. That was fine with her. ‘How did the man-to-man talk go?’ ‘Fine. We have a souvenir from our outing that we’d like to present you with,’ Dustin told her.

Rocky was the one waiting for Jaden and Paul was also waiting for James, but Joey had no one waiting for him. Joey just wasn't expecting anyone but to his surprise and delight, he met Gusto, waiting outside for him, just to wish him well before he heads to the ring. "Hey, Joey, Over here!" With a delightful smile, Gusto waved at Joey from a distance. As soon as Joey saw him, smiles were everywhere on his face, as he walked fast to meet Gusto. "Gusto, I wasn't expecting you to come... But I'm glad you did!" Joey's expression was filled with excitement, as he uttered those statements.

Even when there isn't anything to honk about, they'll still do it. "Aye that would be grand. I'd like that. So will be I be in your book, like?" He makes me smile, I love his accent it's adorable. I nod. Joey steps out of his cab and proudly stands leaning against it with his arms folded in front of his chest, one leg crossed over the other and pulls his shades down. "Perfect." I take a few shots knowing they'll come out brilliantly and really enhance my book, I feel excited that a piece of history and his story will feature in it. "Thanks so much." He nods and gets back in his cab. He has a job to do and really I'm just another paying customer.

My mind went back to Owen, to Jamie, and to the little life inside me. AUSTIN’S POV Jamie sat on the rug with his legs spread wide, sticking out his tongue a little as he focused on his drawing. I watched him from the chair. Then I noticed something. Jamie had drawn three tall figures. Adults. He always drew just two. Me and Zoe. Sometimes he added himself between us, holding both our hands. I leaned forward. “Hey, champ,” I said quietly, “who’s the third person?” Jamie glanced up. “Uncle Owen.”

" he asked, laughing at his own joke. Patch watched Joey step further back from him, diminishing the space, and grabbing some chips and what looked like a homemade jar of dip. "I think I can manage to sneak away," he said back. Joey glanced at the door, and carefully pointed toward her ear, indicating that Gabriel was listening. Patch swallowed, and slowly nodded his head. He glanced around the kitchen and pulled out a drawer until he found a small notepad. He pulled a pen from his pocket, and scribbled down. Do you need help? Joey's gaze held Patch and she nodded one good time. Patch's insides tightened into a knot of pain.

"No, she stole it. She's Jon's sister, but their relationship isn't good. She pays for his living expenses monthly but rarely visits him." "She doesn't like him tinkering with these things and has destroyed his work several times. Jon always hides his stuff when she visits. This time, Jon was so absorbed in his work, he didn't notice Joey. I only found out she took the sketch by checking the security footage." "Joey is stubborn and biased against me. The sketch belongs to Jon, so I had no right to demand it back. If I had been honest with you earlier, we wouldn't be in this mess."

The wind was soft. Leo was quiet again. Naomi noticed it. “What are you thinking about?” she asked gently. Leo looked up at her. “I drew something today,” he said. “Really? What did you draw?” Leo smiled a little. “I drew you… and me… and someone else.” Naomi’s heart stopped for a second. “Someone else?” she asked slowly. Leo nodded. “My daddy.” Naomi’s steps became slow. “Can I see it?” she asked. Leo opened his small bag and took out a paper.

I fall for him I can't get enough of him.. You're mine Joey Harris