The airport was surprisingly empty - almost. There were just very few people waiting to board the next plane to New York, two of which were Jesse and K.
A week had quickly passed, and they were already bound back to the Big Apple. Jesse loved Augusta, and wished that he and K could stay a little longer. It somehow felt like home, like
The dumpling fell from her chopsticks and rolled under the couch, which made both of them laugh so hard."This is fun," K uttered, still a little breathless from laughing. "We should make this our own little tradition."
It was Martin Luther King Day.Aperturethrew a benefit concert in light of the holiday. It was all Jesse's idea.He had always been an advocate against racial discrimination. Even if he grew up spoilt rotten, he never turned out to be a mean kid - he was justlonely. And growing up without the presence or any semblance of family, he sou
"Dinner's ready, babe." Jesse hollered enthusiastically, opening the door to his small walk-in closet. His heart skipped a beat and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets as he saw K, standing and looking at herself in front of the full-length mirror, wearing a white dress.The white dress.They were done shopping for their bride and groom attire. It literally took Jesse twenty minu
She sat on the bed, her back leaned comfortably against the headboard. She and Jesse had just finished dinner, and that ribeye he cooked wasincredibly good. She just came off from the shower, and was feeling really refreshed.Jesse was in the living room, having a conference call withAperture'sArtist and Repertoire manager from their
"K,why-how?" Jesse was stammering, not quite sure how he can put his thoughts into words. "Why do you have a photo of my dad?" He just managed to repeat his first coherent question as panic seized his brain.K was struck dumb, her bones had turned to water as terror thundered down on her. She just looked at the photo, trying to make sense o
Cold, icy rain splattered against his windshield as he drove all the way from the Lower East Side to Manhattan. It poured so loud and hard, that it felt like hailstones were hitting his car's roof.Jesse's hands were so cold and clammy - and he was suppressing a shiver that was twisted and buried deep in his gut. He was weighed down by dread, and for the first time in a long while - he didn't want
K felt like she should be relieved, but she couldn't feel an ounce of it. If Joel isn't her father,then who could it be?Nothing still made sense to her. If anything, she was just left with more questions. She wasn't even sure if Laura was telling the truth.
Joel unbuttoned his suit jacket and slipped it off from his arms, then perched it at the lean of his swivel chair."Take a seat, son." He commanded as he loosened his necktie, then walked back to the window after picking up his drink on top of the desk.As expected, Jesse didn't heed to his father's bidding. "I need to talk to you." He hissed, getting straight to the point. He didn't want to waste time with all the bullshit. He's don
"What the hell are you wearing?" Jesse asked K, who was twirling in front of the mirror looking at her pert ass - wearing a super sexy, skin-tight, Catwoman costume.It was Halloween, and they were going to Levi's loft in Manhattan for his annual Hallow's Eve party. They didn't talk about what costumes they were wearing. Jesse haven't even bought his costume yet. He decided to just drop by the dollar store on the way to get something ther
"What's that on your face?" K asked Jesse as he typed nimbly on his laptop's keyboard, with his eyeglasses on and sitting on top on his bed. She lit the Chesapeake Bay Reflection + Clarity candle by the nightstand table, and Jesse's whole apartment started to smell like K's bedroom up in Williamsburg.He loved that scent. The combination of eucalyptus, lavender, and sea salt with hints of sage provided a perfect sense of calm. It smelled sexy, too - especially when combined with K's light perfume sprays and hand cream be
"Hi, baby," K greeted as she closed the door to Jesse's office. "What's up?" Her voice was soft and smoky, effectively sending shivers in his spine and shooting down straight to his groin."What's up?" He snickered as he stood up from his swivel chair and hurriedly made his way towards K's direction. He was feeling so incredibly hot, like his body was set on fire. Having sex with K on top of his office desk has always been one of his fantasies, and now they're finally making it happen.
The cool, crisp breeze softly swept through the trees. Flowers of different colors popped from the ground giving the air a sweet smell, and the lush green grass from the paddocks extending all the way through the vast prairie outside the old fences bordering the whole property was just a majestic sight. It looked like a scene from a fairy tale.She looked down on her high-heeled feet then closed her eyes, muttering gibberish to herself and trying so hard to not pass out as she stared onto the grass pathway sprinkled with a variety of white flower petals. She opened her eyes again and turned around, pacing nervously back and forth their huge backyard deck, the heels of her white peep-toe stiletto pumps clacking loudly against the oak floorboards.K turned again to look at the prairie, and cursed at herself for the unpleasant jitters that was well over her body. She couldn't breathe properly, and it felt like she was going to black out and faint. She tried to steady her breathing, fi
The sun shone brilliantly and the virescent shades of the spring day under its glare was offensively bright and cheerful. It was as if the weather and the season conspired to show how the world would go on, move on, continue to live life as it is.It shouldn't.Everything should be gray and foggy, he thought. Like a cold and freezing February morning, like an eternal winter,
Jesse's eyes darted left and right, searching for the nurse's station. It was at the far end of the hall. He took Mike's truck to get to the Togus VA Medical Center. Mike softened on him at the last minute, seeing how panicked and restless Jesse was when he couldn't book a cab ride."Miss, I'm looking for Kristen Noelle Miller," he approached the blonde nurse who was quite busy checking a patient's medical record.
Joel unbuttoned his suit jacket and slipped it off from his arms, then perched it at the lean of his swivel chair."Take a seat, son." He commanded as he loosened his necktie, then walked back to the window after picking up his drink on top of the desk.As expected, Jesse didn't heed to his father's bidding. "I need to talk to you." He hissed, getting straight to the point. He didn't want to waste time with all the bullshit. He's don
K felt like she should be relieved, but she couldn't feel an ounce of it. If Joel isn't her father,then who could it be?Nothing still made sense to her. If anything, she was just left with more questions. She wasn't even sure if Laura was telling the truth.
Cold, icy rain splattered against his windshield as he drove all the way from the Lower East Side to Manhattan. It poured so loud and hard, that it felt like hailstones were hitting his car's roof.Jesse's hands were so cold and clammy - and he was suppressing a shiver that was twisted and buried deep in his gut. He was weighed down by dread, and for the first time in a long while - he didn't want