Park Kahi Novels & Stories

Hurrying out the house I leave my hair down its naturally wavy having a Brazilian mother and a Black father people can't really pin point my ethnicity I don't care to explain it to them my skin is dark toffee colour ,I have been told my eyes are hazel but change colour What I do know is that I am pretty how could Mr Parker resist this. Walking next door back to Kaylee's house with snacks in hand I find them already setting up for the movie "Hi Amanda you bought snacks" Mr Parker smiles at me showing me his dimples if I had any panties they will be damp "Yes I bought as many as i could find " Well what movie did you girls decide to watch?" How about Addicted about that married woman who is a

They walked to the park gates and spotted an Ice cream truck parked outside the park with a red and white striped pickup tent. “This one looks good.” Said Cassie, pointing at the Ice Cream truck. “No.” Blake said, not even hesitating. He grabbed Cassie’s hand and this made her turn to see Blake pointing in the opposite direction, “Papa takes me to one that is at the Old Quarter.” He lowered his hand, “They have pistachio-chocolate chips.” Cassie listened carefully and said, “All right… If that’s what you want.” Cassie extended her hand for Blakey to grab and he did.

I suddenly wondered if there was a parking lot for the Señorito. "Where do you think the Señorito will park?" I quietly responded to her. "It's a fiesta in town, so the parking lots might be full. I don't really know where else the Señorito can park." When I looked ahead of us, Clara and I saw that the Señorito was busy looking for a parking space. From inside the window, I could see that the parking lots were indeed full. "Kia keeps messaging, asking where we are," Clara said again. "Tell her we're here, just looking for parking for the Señorito." Clara leaned closer to me, and she whispered, "They're getting impatient, saying they've been waiting for a while." She slightly raised her phone

PARK— Not proof. Not safety. Not answer. A cut edge. A hook. And somewhere beyond it, the rest of the name waited.

Talia asked, looking around as they sped down the freeway. “My parents live in Kyneton,” Parker replied. Talia settled back into her seat. “There’s a gin place there, right?” She adjusted her sunglasses, looking straight ahead through the windshield. “Yeah,” Parker replied with a wry grin. “My dads are regulars.” Talia smirked. “I think I might like your dads.”

The park is closer to my campus than his, and the compromise also included that the hike that we would go to would be closer to his campus than mine — it also just so happens that he works in the city, so I might have been duped by my lack of compromise skills. Dust from the graveled path rises up as I park my motorcycle so I dust off any lingering dust that may have gotten on my work uniform. After securing my helmet in the storage attached to the chassis, I send a message to Parker. Look for a woman in a bright green v-neck and tan jeans by the pond. I place myself in a easily visible spot by the large pond which serves as the center of the entire park. Several middle aged women walking pa

He says wryly. “I figured,” I nod, trying to prevent myself from smiling. “How does this pack thing work? Where do you stay? Do you meet at Carkeek Park for social events?” “Carkeek Park is larger than people are made to believe. There are towns, many buildings, and almost everything.” “Is it pretty?” I ask curiously. “Very. Why are you smiling?” “Your face lights up as if you are talking about a magical place.” “Well, it is magical, literally. I’ll be right back.” He gets up and comes back with a bottle of water.

Too close for comfort. David swung the vehicle off into a small side road and within minutes, they were pulling up to the familiar thatched hut that overlooked the park. It was then that they saw that there were two other cars in the parking lot. Suhaira felt a surge of disappointment that she couldn’t quite explain. David made a face at the cars and shook his head. “I didn’t realise that the park is so busy these days,” he shrugged. He pointed to a private picnic table some distance from the hut. “I guess we’ll have to make do with that.”

Cindy sulks. "Where are my manners?" he said candidly and stepped out of the hot tub, wearing only black swimming trunks. He then grabs a towel and walks towards Ava and Cindy as he continues to dry his hair. "I'm Henry Glass, the owner of this cafe." Ava was just brought back to reality when he offered his right hand. Subconsciously she shook it too. I might have discovered a nasty secret but it's their business. I can't go back empty handed, now that Claire and Dave want a fresh start.

Kera POV Parker parks the car in an open parking space in the parking lot of some building.(this sentence killed me broo😂) He gets out and I do the same. As we meet at the front of the car, he roughly pulls me closer by my waist. His mouth hovers over my cheek before moving up to my ear. "You wait for me to open your door." Is all he says before pulling away. I stare at him for a while processing the fact that I got wet just from him talking to me.