King Griffey Shoes Novels & Stories

Wren corrected and Grace chortled, “That’s actually stupid.” Wren laughed again, now noticing Grace’s shoes for the first time. “Sheesh, those are some nice heels, Grace. Are those….embedded sapphires?” “Yes, they are. Like ‘em?” Grace struck a pose, lifting one foot. Wren nodded. “Only if heels that high weren’t such a hassle I’d get one for myself.” “See who came with backup,” Grace suddenly annoyed as her attention shifted to Simone still in the parking lot, with Felix.

Just orders. She showered in her own hotel room first—shaved smooth, lotioned skin, wore the black dress he’d told her to pack. No bra. No panties. Thigh-high stockings and heels. At 7:58 p.m., she stood outside 2408. Deep breath. Knocked once. The door opened. Griffin filled the frame—taller than she’d imagined, broader. Black button-down rolled to elbows, dark jeans, bare feet. Same intense eyes now burning into her in real life.

I smile and add it to the basket. When I return to the front of the store, Griffen’s already there, leaning awkwardly against the end of a display. He’s holding his basket, and he straightens when he sees me, trying not to look too eager. We silently exchange baskets like an awkward gift swap. I peer into mine. The first item is a simple blue tank top, just a shade darker than the dress from earlier. Griffen's favorite color. A smile tugs at my lips. The second item is a pair of soft cotton shorts, black with little silver moons and stars printed all over them. I laugh, unable to help myself. “You think I’d like these?”

Just as they sat silently enjoying their wine, the sound of a voice followed by a footstep froze them in their tracks. "You both are here." Griffin asked with a smirk as he strolled into the courtyard. He was dressed so casually. He had on gray sweatpants and a red t-shirt that complimented his skin under the moonless sky and showed off his well builded body. He looked so much like a full course meal and even the twins had to frown in jealousy at their uncle's appearance. "Griffin you're still here?" Zayn asked in a mocking tone, but Griffin chuckled and said in return. "If I'm not here, then where should I be?"

Rebekah and I followed along behind them, stepping into the shoe store where Cliff is already trying some shoes on. He noticed us and waved us over. "Alright, which ones?" He asked right away, holding up a red and black pair, and a black and grey pair of shoes. I shrugged. "I like the black and grey ones." I told him and he stared at both pairs again before nodding. He puts them back in their boxes and grabbed the black and grey ones, walking up to the check-out counter while we stayed back and watched. Then, all of a sudden, there was a sweet voice surrounding us.

The difference was that Frank wore a black suit as if he was the groom, looking cold and intimidating, while Kenneth wore a white suit, which was elegant and clean. “OMG! Is that Kenneth Griffin? I haven't seen him in ages" "Kenneth really look so hot, he looks like the groom of the day. That man beside him was awesome too" "Kenneth......" "Mr Griffin ....." "Griffin's Holdings CEO...." Tanya's hand clenched as she heard ladies talking about her husband so lustfully. “I can’t believe I’m seeing him here I thought he had a feud with his brother? Oh what a day at the Griffins"

It becomes yet another weapon in their arsenal as does the swanky shoes and silk tie. Nate was most certainly in the latter category. So, Kim had thought that she’d seen him in his prime. But when he showed up today in a pair of jeans molded to his muscular legs that rested low on his hips. She almost swallowed her tongue. He was wearing a t-shirt that looked a size too small, at least to her. She hadn’t wanted to know he worked out, but it was obvious in that black t-shirt. But that wasn’t the worst of it. On the pocket had her logo for The Grind.

Grace stood and watched Reyna rummage, looking for a pair of shoes. “FOUND IT”, Reyna yelled as she held up a pair of Grey Satin Peep Toe heels, it had a diamante encrusted ring on the toe of the shoe. She hoped it would fit Grace. “Try it and see if it fits?” Grace’s feet were a bit chubby so she was hoping it wouldn’t be too tight on her foot. Grace said a small prayer to the Gods and slipped her foot in the shoe. Her foot fitted in it, but it was hurting a bit around her toe.

I don't have to worry about the headmistress, the gym teacher, and everyone else that hates me. Griffin leaned against the front door, his getup is sexy in his bad boy charm. White tank top, leather jacket with the sleeves cut off, and a pair of dark blue jeans tucked into black boots. He may not have my sense of fashion, but whatever he's doing works for him. My cheeks warmed, does he know what happened between me and Dell? Nah, I'm sure he doesn't. "I'm ready." He looked up from his phone, running his gaze over my attire.

Kelsey groaned. Kevin leaned in, his grin widening. "She bought him top-shelf Jordans, Grandpa. Brand new. Dropped a fortune on them." "It’s my money!" Kelsey defended herself, her voice rising an octave. "I earned it. I can spend it on whoever I want."