Josie Pye Novels & Stories

Isadora's POV "Isa!" Josie walks out of her room with a very small skirt, fishunet stockings and tube top on. She dresses like her personality puts out. Sassy, ​​free spirited and crazy as hell. She walks out in front of me with a hand on an extended hip as she posed. "You ready?"

I’m about to ask one of the techs when I see Riley. Shaking myself, I knock on the door, wait a beat, and then enter. The woman, Josie, looks up. She’s wearing jeans and a t-shirt today, and there’s hay stuck in her braid that she hasn’t yet noticed. Her eyes are as bright and hypnotic as the first time I saw her, and my brain does me the disservice of reminding me how good her slender waist felt in my hands. Dammit. Her eyes meet mine and a bit of color comes to her cheeks. Is she remembering how she lost her balance and almost fell too? Did she like the way it felt to be up against me? Fuck—no. There’s no way.

Josie felt it was disgusting, but she didn't show it. Elyse smiled, "Jocelyn, you and Josie are both designers at Prosperity Jewelry, so you must know each other well!" Jocelyn glanced at Josie, who was smiling, and replied, "Kind of!" Elyse was confused. She frowned, "Jocelyn, why don't you look happy? I heard from Josie that she and Skyler have known each other for years. If they know each other so well, don't you know Josie well?"

Jade Smith's Point of View: "Ahh baby harder" I rolled my eyes as I heard Christy moaning. The walls really were thin. It didn't bother me much having lived with her I've heard her having sex before but I felt for Josie since she was hearing everything that was happening. Her hands were moving a lot faster across the keyboard as she typed away. She tried to appear unaffected but based on the reddening of her cheeks I'd say she was embarrassed. Christy could be cruel sometimes, "so Josie how did you get into computers?"

JOSIE "Josie, there's a man looking for you. He is outside waiting. Would you want to see him? " Patty is asking me. I am at work. Winter is finally here and the smell of Christmas with it. Life also seems to be meaningful again since I stopped my wild goose chase with Daniel Winchester, it’s no use spending so much time cooped up in my teenage fantasy. I am excited about going to college in Spring. Utah is my first choice.

His silence had driven her into an ice cellar. Josie burst into tears, and she was choked up while saying, “I thought that no matter how much I quarrel with you or nag at you, with our unswerving feelings, you’d never get tired of me. It turns out that I was wrong. I’m not Sis Angeline, after all. I’m not as lucky as her to have met Jay who loves her without a bottom line.” When Josie was done speaking, she wiped her tears with the back of her hand. Then, she fixed her gaze on Zayne with a coercing look in her eyes.

“This is Josie Lee, she is going to intern for me this year.” Someone’s hand shot up in the back. He turned his attention toward the back. “Yes, Ms. Bailey?” “I thought you held a contest. Did I miss it?” she asked, frantically looking through her schedule. He chuckled. “No, actually this year, I picked Josie from the art contest they held a few weeks ago in the quad. She is a master in graffiti art. It’s something I’m not familiar with and I want to bring diversity to my classes.” He turned toward me. “Would you like to show them what you brought?”

Nathan said. "She pulls any girly shit, I'm packing and coming home," Norman said. "Will you both stop worrying, I'm telling you it is going to be great." Nathan said. "Yah that coming from the man who’s bed she will be in every night. Why is her assistant coming?" Jacob asked. "Her assistant is Susan," Nathan told them. "That makes perfect sense now," Norman said. Nathan went over to the map and charts on the table, Norman and Jacob followed him. Look, Cassie said she would have never stayed in that wing, because she could not see the sun rise." Nathan said.