"Are you kids having fun?" Joel asked Jesse and his friends, his mouth curved into a huge, welcoming smile. He was holding a half-filled glass of whiskey, and was so impeccably dressed. He walked towards them as the piano soloist in the drawing room played Frédéric Chopin's Nocturne No.8 in D Flat. It made his entrance really cool, sheathing his presence in a nonpareil and paragon atmosphere.
"Sit down," Joel asked his son and gestured to be seated on the black, leather visitor chair in his office. He walked to the table beside the window and poured bourbon from the two fresh glasses hegrabbed from his office cabinet."I'm not sitting down," Jesse was quick to respond, closing the door behind him. "What is it that you want to talk about?" He was turning apprehensive and want to make the conversation quick. He didn't want
"Master Jesse, the banquet's about to get started," Oliver met him on the other side of the door as soon as he stepped out of his dad's office. "I was just about to call you and Master Joel.""Oliver, have you seen K?" He asked frantically, his eyes darting left and right all around the crowded room.
It has been a solid five seconds, and K haven't responded to Jesse'squestion.Her lips were trembling, her thoughts incoherent as her mind was fully submerged into a ringing, white noise. She was catatonic, shocked and stunned to her core.
"Are you sure?" He asked K.Jesse was pretty dubious himself that he wanted to have another party. So far, every social gathering he and K went together ended up being overly dramatic anddisastrous.
"Turn left on Ward," K instructed Jesse as he drove east of Belfast Avenue. She squinted her eyes and ducked her head a little, checking for the small junction up on the road ahead.She haven't been home for a little more than a year now, and in that such short time so much has already changed. There are more houses and establishments along Belfast, so it was a little hard trying to remember and figure out where the next street was.
"Is that...a lake?" Jesse stared out into K's bedroom window, his eyes wide at the sparkling, fully-frozen Togus Pond, in shades of white, silver, gray and blue - it looked magical, like it was straight of out a fairy tale.He stood by the window and looked at the majestic view. But behind the fascination for nature, he was actually... terrified. Like a memory was harked back by his subconsci
"That looks really yum and festive,son!" Laura gushed, complimenting Jesse's Waldorf salad.They were already setting the table for Christmas dinner. It has been quite a busy day. K and Jesse helped out with the food and decor, rambling about the kitchen, dining area and parlour room. Jesse offered help for almost about everything, and K's family really appreciated his efforts - with Laura co
They were already up in K's bedroom before the clock struck midnight.Laura, Kathleen and Mike retreated early after a tea and some nightcap by the fireplace. They had to be up early the next morning to bring down some of the horses to town for the annual Christmas parade.
"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.
Did you know that my story"K."was wholly inspired by this song (with the same title) from an amazing band namedCigarettes After Sex?! Yeeeeees! Their song "K." really moved me to write this whole story -Jesse and K's story!I never thought my imagin
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.