Teddy Fitzroy Novels & Stories

When Fay’s look returned to normal, Francis nodded and said, "Okay, let's go in." *At the Marv Bar* Teddy was seated across from Cody and Ezra. Cody pushed Ezra in confusion as he watched Teddy down glass after glass. His voice was low as he inquired, "What's up with him? What makes him drink this way? Has someone offended him?“ Ezra gave Cody a stunned gaze before turning to face Teddy. "Someone wounded his feelings?," Ezra responded. “Do you believe that is feasible?” When Cody discovered that Teddy had never experienced such a thing, despite their long friendship, he shook his head and said, "It seems impossible..."

asks Theodore suddenly. I'm completely caught off guard as I gape in astonishment at him. My mouth is so wide open that I could swallow the kid in my lap. Other things too. "Teddy!" hisses Bennet. Teddy turns to look at him. "What? You were really excited about finding Cayce as your mate," says Teddy. As he talks, Bennet's face gets redder and redder. "And, you said other stuff about hunting deer to have him eat while you cooked it over a fire outside with no shirt on to show off your body. And you said you were going to have so many kids and said how you were going to name one Liam, and Alex, and-"

Tory explain as they walk towards the guys. "Humphrey" Tory screamed out his name has they got closer to him. Humphrey was a tall handsome young man of 20 years, he had a nice caramel skin tone with pointed nose. "Tory????" Humphrey got up surprised, happy and excited to see her again. "What are you doing here??? Miss you" He asked as he grabbed her to give her a tight hug. "I school her dummy" she replies laughing still hugging him. "And who is this pretty angel with you" he asked turning to Grace standing beside Tory.

“There’s a dress code tonight.” I froze. “A what?” “Dress code,” she said casually. “It’s for school spirit.” “I thought Brooklyn and her girls already handled more than half of that?” She narrowed her eyes like she wanted to flick my forehead. “You have to wear the school jersey.” “No.” The words dropped before I could take them back. “Yes, Sydney Walker.” “No,” my voice dropped over the guy blowing that annoying horn. “It’s too tight.” “It’s fitted, Sydney.”

“Clay? You’re breaking up. What’s going on?” Static swallowed his reply. The call dropped completely after a few seconds of distorted noise. I frowned at the screen and told myself I’d call him back in five minutes. Teddy was already twisting in his seat, determined to unbuckle himself so he could show his friends the new dinosaur figure clutched in his small hand. I helped him out, smoothed his shirt, kissed his forehead, and watched him run inside waving like it was any other ordinary morning. His laughter echoed behind the closing door.