Knox Overstreet Novels & Stories

He seemed so serious all the time. "Had to if I'm going to be stuck with you for a week." Despite myself I found a smile working its way onto my face. "Why do you sound like you just woke up?" "Sorry I've been working the last four hours." I heard shuffling through the phone as if Knox was moving somewhere. "Where do you work?" "Uh at Fountain Web." "Isn't that the huge building on Tenth Street?" "Yeah." "What kind of business is it?" I held back a laugh at the fact he knew nothing about Fountain Web. Most people don't really know what kind of stuff Fountain Web does but when I say the name they know its a huge deal.

Probably. A knock on my door made my pulse spike. “It’s me,” Knox’s voice called. “You ready?” I took a breath and opened the door. Knox stood there in his usual leather jacket and dark jeans. His eyes traveled over me slowly, lingering just a moment too long on my chest before meeting my gaze. “Hey,” I managed. “Hey.” His voice was rougher than usual. “You look good.” “Thank you”I smiled shyly. He cleared his throat. “We should go. Got somewhere I want to show you.”

EMBER’S POV It’s bigger than I expected — industrial, clearly some kind of converted warehouse, but someone has made an effort to make it livable. There’s a couch, a kitchen area, a table covered in papers and tablets and what look like security reports. Knox is standing at the counter with his back to me, dressed in fresh clothes, his hair still damp. He’s gripping the edge of the counter hard enough that his knuckles have gone white. He turns when he hears me.

He simply wanted to make his sister happy. “I have good news!” Knox said in an attempt to make Kirsten happy and he successfully made it as her eyes lit up. “I joined an inter school photography competition and I won first place.” “Really!” Kirsten, Gillian and Klaire exclaimed in unison. Knox nodded happily. “This was my winning entry.” It was only when Knox lifted the portrait that Kirsten noticed what Knox was carrying. Unwrapping the portrait to reveal what was his entry, Kirsten waited in anticipation thinking that it must be beautiful that it gained first place.

Knox takes a final step forward and cocks his head to the side. “Get out.”

It was nice that Teddy and his wife were kind enough to send me a gift. Knox was at our door at the right time, at sharp 7 pm, wearing a formal shirt and pants that I told him to wear. He looked good in this formal attire. Honestly, he had a handsome face. He just needed a little decoration to shine. His back-brushed blond hair was that night’s decoration.

We weren’t expecting anyone. “Come in,” I muttered when the knock came again. My heart dropped when Adrian made his entry holding a dinosaur plush toy. “Hey, you.” Adrian beamed at Knox. Oblivious Knox smiled back at him and I almost melted into the chair at their striking resemblance. “Hello. Mummy, is he your friend?” Knox asked. “Oh, I am more than a friend of mummy’s. I am Adrian Sterling. What is your name?” He inquired. “Knox. I like your name.”

"See... I told you." Knox, catching on to the nature of our discussion, feigned indignation with a playful undertone. "So you all have been discussing my chest while I was asleep? Awe, I feel special. I mean... A little creeped out, but still...Special." Not missing a beat, Kael splashed water in Knox's direction with a playful retort. "No, dick, we were talking about our own chests, not yours. Don't flatter yourself." Knox, totally unfazed, reclined on the pool chair, his grin wide and unapologetically cheeky. "Because that is any less weird than sitting around half-naked with our girl talking about mine?"

xoxo, Ronnie

Knox us a great actor taking the main lead in his own drama with my woman doing so nice in a supporting role. Watching them right now, this us real talent. Maybe we should start a darn tv show , Knix and family how about keeping up with the Knox clan. I bet we will get so much viewership within the first week of airing. Why waste so much talent when we can make a shitload of money. I tear my gaze from those two, looking down at my plate. My taste buds suddenly feels awful. And my I have lost my appetite thank to Knox and my mother. “Are you alright, honey.” My mom refers to me, I didn't realize I've been scowling at the eggs and beacon in my plate .