Odette Leap Novels & Stories

I kept the overly-aggressive Amazons at bay while getting Odette used to the idea of regular exercise - hanging out with Timothy and I required greater endurance than her sedentary youthful stamina provided. An early afternoon invite to a 'pick-up' basketball game at the community, two-court, outdoor lot with Jason, the bar-back from the Yuppie bar, brought me back in contact with Katy Lee Baker, aka Delivery Girl. Odette tagged along. It also brought me in contact with the local 'wild-life'. A Latin King clique was starting to operate in the area and Jason's crew were the native inhabitants who took exception to this.

Summer grabbed the applicant's folder from the arms of her boss then completely left Odette standing there. As you all can see, Odette runs this company all by herself. Although she was still too young to even have her own, she managed to get her parents agree with her. Odette has always been a fashion freak- ever since five years old. Her parents took notice of that so they sent her to France to continue studying everything about fashion designing which took her years to finish. Now though, at the age of 22, Odette is now a successful business woman. She has her own clothing line and own company, even releases volumes of fashion magazines!

Odette’s chest tightened, and she quickly looked away, trying to ignore the wave of jealousy that surged through her. “Are you okay?” Amerie asked, noticing the change in her expression. “Fine,” Odette lied. “I think I need some air.” Amerie frowned but didn’t press her, allowing Odette to slip away. Odette stepped out into the cool night air, wrapping her arms around herself as she leaned against the wall of the club. She took a deep breath, trying to steady her racing heart. The door opened behind her, and she didn’t need to turn around to know who it was.

Odette was left in her red skeleton bra and distressed denim jean shorts with a black fishnet. "Now, come, let's swim," she chirped, before diving back into the water, her anklets jiggling loudly. Jiro grudgingly stood up, taking off his glasses. I pressed my lips, trying to fight the urge to gawk at him. Lord, he looked way better without the glasses. Then when he took off his sweater, my mouth couldn't stay closed.