Wade's Basketball Shoes Novels & Stories

His smile falters into something more hesitant, and his eyes flicker nervously toward the seating area a few meters away. “Ah… Madam,” he clears his throat, choosing his words carefully, “there is… no need. Your purchases have already been settled. The gentleman over there took care of everything.” Bianca’s hand stills. Slowly, she lifts her gaze from the counter and follows the direction of his pointing hand. And there he is. Wade. Seated casually in a leather chair, one leg crossed over the other, his wrist glinting with a platinum watch as he glances at the screen of his phone. As if on cue, as though he has felt the heat of her stare, he lifts his head. Their eyes meet.

Wade awkwardly chuckled with his hands in his pockets, swaying his body. Linda widened her eyes and said, "Oh~ I knew it! That night, Melanie went back to the hotel with you. The night you were caught." Wade's sharp eyes darted cleverly, neither confirming nor denying. Linda deliberately looked at Melanie, awaiting her response. Melanie tightly pursed her lips in silence… Jefford was staring at her intensely! Now she felt she couldn't clear things up even if she were to die… "I'm about to launch two jewelry collections online. Wade is my spokesperson. Just recently, he was photographed by paparazzi in Delfino, spending the night with a stranger at a hotel. His agent asked me to downplay it a

"Mom, my shoes are new." Eden then looked at Aciel sharply because the man had bought Ciara a shoe for an adult. For God sake, wedges shoes! Even though all this time, she had always forbidden Ciara if her little girl had been whining to buy wedges, because wedges were not good for a child of Ciara's age. If she use wedges too often, Ciara's leg bone development will be disrupted. And Eden didn't want that to happen, so Eden only bought Ciara flat shoes or sneakers to protect Ciara's little feet, which were still growing. "Ace, why did you buy Ciara wedges, she can't use wedges. It will interfere with the growth and development of her leg bones," mumbled Eden annoyed.

Jemima yelled out as she saw Julian taking off his shoes. "Ahem!" Julian coughed in surprise at the girl's words. "Are you okay?" Jemima asked. Julian nodded while rubbing his neck, "I'm fine. Just a bit cold," he answered. Jemima nodded in understanding. "So that you know, those are unique and rare shoes. Since its first release, these sneakers have been sought after by most men worldwide because the NBA legend directly signed them, Michael Jordan," Jemima confidently explained. "Do you know Michael Jordan?" she asked.

The alpha strutted his way closer, tried to act confident, he took the tray from Noah and put it on the wooden log. “Sorry, I have to take my clothes off,” Wade reasoned while flexing his muscle, “I easily get sweat… would you mind to dry me, Noah…” he handed Noah a small towel from the back pocket of his jeans. Thump… Noah gulped, he hesitated to receive it, but in the end, he agreed, “Sure.” With a sly smirk, Wade turned around slowly, so Noah could wipe the sweats on his back. Thump… Thump…

Nodding, I wait, continuing to run my fingers down the side of his face. “I was in a fraternity in college. Specifically for athletes. It wasn’t really my thing, I’m more comfortable being alone, but my best friend, Wade…he wanted to be part of that scene so badly. The parties, the camaraderie, the constant activity. I was already making a name for myself our freshman year, taking the first-string point guard spot. Sports analysts were plugging me as the next big thing. Wade knew he’d get into the frat if I joined and made us a package deal.” He grows silent.

She quickly rinsed out the bowl in the sink, and then placed it and the spoon in the dishwasher. After showering, she moved into her bedroom to get dressed. She found a faded pair of jeans and a baseball jersey that her brother, Cade, had given her. Respectfully, she touched the jersey and her heart softened for her superstar brother who played for the Chicago Bullets. Cade had reached his dream of being a professional baseball player. Breanna was sure their parents smiled down from Heaven, knowing that Cade was very successful and happy.

“I’ll send you some clothes. Just to make up for spilling coffee on you earlier. And I’ll find a way to get your address—” “Do you really want to go that way, Hyron?” Wade asked through gritted teeth. Apparently, he could no longer stay silent. Hyron ignored him. He simply looked at me and smiled. “Hope you’ll accept my way of apologizing.” Hyron’s smartwatch beeped, making him glance at it. I looked too. He was wearing the latest black smartwatch model. I couldn't help but notice how rich people like them seemed obsessed with black. Even Wade almost always wore black. I bet he even wore formal attire at home. I’d never seen him in casual clothes.

A well designed ankles size black air Max canvass with a white sole. Somehow, the sporty shoes fitted his cooperate uniform and added that bit of class to his dressing Chad looked at himself, his shirt was too big! His trousers, not fitted like the boy’s which gave the boy a celebrity look - Zach Efron-ish. And his shoes! Oh his shoes! His parents told him they were superb! After all, it was a 1913 Italian black leather design! With a pointed tip which stood up most times like an agama lizard does when basking under the sun.

Luke proceeded, "This is most likely a Nike Flex Essential TR. Some time prior, the team promoters purchased a lot of them together as the group's true shoes for group exercises. I've seen Jimena wear them previously." Selina whistled. "You sure are mindful of your better half, in any event, recollecting a couple of her shoes so obviously." Luke feigned exacerbation. "Since they're over the top expensive and Jimena needed more cash for them. She even acquired 100 dollars from me for them. That is the reason after she got them, I looked hard and long and recollected the example on the soles." Robert interfered, "Where did you get the 100 dollars?"