Kelly Jo's Suitcase Novels & Stories

"Keep your eyes on the road, Gabriel. What size is she?" "One second." The sound of the mid section privacy screen rolling down rattled in my ear. A distant conversation backed-and-forthed until Gabe returns, along with the rattling of the privacy screen once again. "She doesn't know what size she is. The clothes she has worn all her life have been hand made and from what I saw, isn't even aware sizes in clothes are a thing. But, if it counts for anything, I'd say she's a size 14. About 5ft 6. Small feet, maybe a five. Yellows and light pinks will suit best."

“After breakfast, guys, try to rest and recover. Pack your bags. In the afternoon, I will come to take you to the airport.” “Anyone else going somewhere?” Mike perked up. “Yes, we are flying with Matthew to France for a few days, before everything goes quiet.” Jo said but completely without conviction. She didn't feel like traveling. All she dreamed about was kicking all the enemies' asses. “Mr Kelly has an interesting material for another bestseller.” Mike summed it up as if in a joke to loosen the atmosphere a bit, but he didn’t suppose that he had hit the jackpot. “You hit the nail on the head.” Jo had got him right. “Knowing the clown, he would probably use it. Damn! I don't want to beco

she admitted, twirling slightly. “I usually am,” I said, smirking. Kelly rolled her eyes but smiled, reaching up to kiss my cheek. “Mmhmmm, I see someone is getting used to public displays of affection,” I teased. “Don't get used to it; I just feel so rich and lush right now. Let's just say I'm excited I came.” “I told you it will be worth it.”. ******** The final stop was a boutique owned by an acquaintance of mine. The store was smaller than the others but exuded exclusivity. Kelly was immediately drawn to the unique designs, her excitement contagious.

We packed everything we needed, including his money, card, and car key. Immediately, it was eight o'clock. Kelly and I started getting ready to run. I wore very tight leather pants with a crop top, and Kelly was wearing a glittery jumpsuit. We did each other's hair, then divided everything into each other's bags. "You look like a sexy goddess," Kelly said when I straightened up. Thanks, and you looked like you just walked out of the magazine for Vogue." She smiled, then fanned herself with an imaginary fan. "I aim to please, my dear."

She whispered, "How much longer will you keep this up?" Joe paid no attention to her and proceeded to open the suitcase, filling it with various clothing items. He neatly placed a couple of folded dress shirts, a pair of dress shoes, a set of sneakers, two ties, a pair of jeans, two polo shirts, along with socks and underwear to last four days. His suit and another pair of slacks were already safely stored in a suit bag hanging behind the door. Liz couldn't help but express her frustration, saying, "So you really insist on packing right now, do you?"

Zachary drove to the hospital, calling Henry to investigate the car plate number of the car that took Joey. When Joey arrived at Harmony Gardens Hotel, Selena had already arranged for her assistant to deliver the luggage. "Ms. Linton, Ms. Sanders got caught up with a client and couldn't make it, so she sent me to deliver your luggage. Are you okay?" The assistant looked concerned. Joey was indeed in a sorry state now. Even though she usually dressed modestly, it was nothing like this. No shoes, wrinkled clothes, and her hair all tangled up.

“I am done, I will go back now '' Kelly stood up, and still there was this little part of her that was hoping he would stop her, but the more she moved away from the kitchen, the clearer she understood he was done with her. Kelly walked into her room rummaging through her things, everything belonging to her reminder or Cassie. She had bought more dresses for herself than she had bought for herself. Not only was the apartment formerly rented under her name, but Cassandra had been the one to pay a year's rent upfront. Kelly folded each dress putting it away, she had everything, from top-end designer bags, scarfs of every design and brand, shoes, purses, dresses, and jewelry. She could not coun

But instead, Jojo was not even allowed to pack her belongings from the room, they were currently being packed into a Hilux truck which would deliver them to whatever address she provided. Ashley and Zita stood in the corridor and watched in silence, while Jojo's belongings were packed out of her room. She could tell from the dust n the air, that they were sweeping out everything she ever touched. Their training session today had been very stressful. Zelda and the rest of the girls had decided to get ice cream, but all Ashley and Zita wanted to do was rest.

By the time I'm done dressing up, Kelly is up and she walks towards me, gives me a hug. "Good morning once again honey." "Good morning darling," I reply her. "Are you set now to go jogging with me?" "Yes, of course. I need a few minutes to put on my sportswear." Her dressing room is beside mine, larger than mine, as a lady, she possesses a lot of things including accessories and makeup kits. They are all displayed in their columns on the transparent glass wardrobe. She takes about five to seven minutes dressing up, since her favorite is pink, she puts on pink jersey shorts and a sleeveless top. She ties her hair into a ponytail, looks at herself in the mirror.

I run as fast as I could to them cause I know the most important for the models is their body and they shouldn't have her be treated this way just because of me. I run out of breathing when I reached them, I heard them saying, "he's finally here." I look in Kelly's direction and she looks fine, I was amazed to see her wearing a white long wedding dress, her hair was braided, and she has very light make-up that showed her true beauty. She's really beautiful. I hid the ointment inside my suit pocket. It's good to see that she's doing great otherwise I will blame myself for what they did to her.