Joey Tribbiani Novels & Stories

Joey sat in the ambulance as the paramedics shined a small light on his eyes; he then realized he had to tell Jimmy's family. Joey was dating Jimmy's sister Claudia; Joey took his phone from his pocket and scrolled down to her name. Hesitantly he clicked on her name, and after a few seconds, he pressed the call button. "Hey baby, I thought you guys were at the game, is everything okay?" The words couldn't escape his mouth as he opened; words couldn't come out; instead, tears rolled down his cheek. "You are scaring me, is everything okay, and why do I hear sirens around you?"

"Never." He grinned and swooped down capturing my lips. "Good." He grinned making me smile. I squealed as he pulled my nody into his laps. I blushed as I felt his member pressed against my bare bottom. "Joey hates me." He sighed breaking me out of my naughty thoughts. "He just needs time." I assured him. He leaned his head on top of my shoulder and sighed. "He thinks I'm going to hurt you." He cringed. "He's just very cautious around people he doesn't know." I replied rubbing his arm that was around my waist.

I questioned, sitting up as I stared at her. "Daniel said his mom is in love with Julian not Gabriel the last time he came," Joey revealed. Jessica hummed. "I guess my boss is right after all." I was disappointed but not too much. Everything was going to be okay, I reassured myself. "It's fine. It's not like I'm in love with him already," I shrugged. Joey poked my arm, her eyes glistening with excitement. "So, do you agree to marry my mom's boss? That man is fine as hell. I wish I was older, I would give myself to him and beg him to marry me."

“But seriously, do you know where Joey is?” The pint-sized fibbers were putting on quite a show, especially the towering girl, who was looking at me like she was in on the biggest secret of the century. But one of them couldn’t handle the heat of my laser-like glare. Maybe he was just too short to reach the level of deception needed for this game. “He’s with my uncle,” the little squirt spilled the beans, still clinging to my legs like Koala. “Joey was bawling like a baby, so he took him out to the garden to calm down. Uncle Tim is the designated crybaby whisperer.”

Joey's sharp eyes lingered on me for just a second too long, like he wasn't buying the act. Then he smiled. My gut twisted at it. “Your sister is following you?” He spoke gently, his eyes sweeping between I and Kian. Kian shrugged once. “Carry on.” Joey said, “She's new and she probably doesn't know her way around.” Neither man moved immediately. They simply stood there, watching. Then, finally... Joey and Tristan walked away. Only after their footsteps disappeared did Kian's unbothered look drop. He exhaled sharply.

Her skin is smooth and a bit darker, the skin of most Mexican actors that she sees on cable. “May I get your number?” The guy asked. “Why?” she asked. “I just want you to be my text mate.” The guy said, embarrassed. “Oh, sorry, I’m not doing that,” said Gaby. “Can you just be a friend?” The guy asked again. “Yeah, it can be,” said Gaby. “You seem nice, so why not.” The guy smiled. “I’m Joey from the science department,” Joey said. He offered to handshake.

“Well, more so who it was.” “Val has no brothers and from what I gather, Joey really looks after her when he can. And him talking to you wasn’t bad. Tell me, would you have been upset that no one was set to defend your fiancé?” Giovanni stared into the cooling liquid in his coffee mug. Okay, maybe he hadn’t thought about this like that. He did get it; he has stepped up to talk to boys about dating his sisters, but maybe he felt more out of shape because it was the “who”, that being the Don of the family. But his dad was right, Joey looked out for his cousin and no one could fault them that. “Thanks papà (dad).”

I wonder why? "Woah." Someone said snapping me out of my thoughts. I looked at the door and a smile spread across my face. "What do you think?" I asked Joey twirling a little. "You look stunning, Applepie." He said awed. "Thank you. You don't look so bad yourself." Joey passed me a smirk. He was wearing a grey suit with a black shirt underneath. He actually looked handsome. He groaned, "Uhh, time to play the overprotective brother. I just hope Damien was there then I wouldn't have to do that alone."

"Did you spy on him?" Delaney gave her the side-eye. "On occasions," she mumbled. Joey laughed. "Well, your taste is better than mine. I can't believe I fell for Gabriel's lies." "I did, too, Joey. I always thought he was a good guy. It isn't your fault. No one blames you. Have you talked to your parents?"

Suddenly, that guy smacked Mr Martinez's shoulder and said, "You never change. By the way, who's this? Aren't you going to introduce me? Okay, I'll do it myself." He turned to me and introduced himself, "Hi, I'm Joey, head chef and owner of Joey's diner. It's nice to meet you." I bowed and said, "I'm Isabella, it's nice to meet you too." Joey asked, "You look pretty young. Are you his new secretary? What happened to the old one, Noah?" "No, no. I'm not his secretary..." Before I finished, Mr Martinez said to him, "We're dating. She's my girlfriend."