"I want to," K whispered and smiled seductively against Jesse's lips. "But I really have to go to work." She giggled and squirmed as Jesse's short, prickly mustache tickled her neck.
They both just came right out of the shower, having bathed together. But really, they just laughed, fooled around and acted like kids playing under the showerhead. They just kissed in between smiles and laughs. But no sex.
"What the fuck, dude?" Isaac's greeting to Jesse, standing on the other side of the door. "I've been calling you since this morning, youputz!" He walked past the door and got in his apartment without Jesse's consent,just like always.Jesse tried to get him out of his apartment. He still had an important, unfinished business to discuss with K. "Isaac, now's not
"What's this band's name again?" Jesse asked Charlie, a glass of dry whiskey in his hand.They were already at The Castello Project, scouting another band to sign a record deal with.Aperturehas been very busy lately, with all the new talents they've signed. The quarterly turnover was way more than they expected. On top of that, they were already gaining recognition amongst bands and oth
Jesse hurriedly trod through the crowd, making his way to the bar where Levi was seated on the stools with K."Yeah, I've never seen you here before - ""So I see you t
Jesse couldn't hold it off any longer.He walked back to the counter, leaving Levi by himself in the hallway. His breathing was erratic with pure rage, his hands balled into fists. And when he finally got to the bar, his fists unclenched. Instead of going violent and knocking the hell out ofJosé, he reached for K's nape with both his hands and pressed his lips onto hers, kissing her&nb
Beads of cold sweat formed on Jesse's forehead. There was an invisible lump in his throat that he could not swallow down. And a deep, dark dread that just wouldn't go away was gnawing in the pit of his stomach."Please say something," he muttered, his eyes never leaving K's. "Anything."
"Let's take a cab to Williamsburg," K suggested, looking up into Jesse's eyes as they stood on the platform at the Cortelyou Subway station, waiting for their train ride back to Lower East Side."Why are we going to Williamsburg?" Jesse asked, wondering why she'd changed her mind again at the last minute.
"Lately, I've always been dreaming of flying," K muttered, her head resting on top of Jesse's arm.They were lying on her wrought-iron double bed,fully-clothedand werejust talkingabout totally random things.
"What time is it?" K asked, closing the door to Jesse's apartment.He placed K's huge duffel bag and backpack carefully on the floor, then pulled out his phone from his jeans' pocket. "A quarter past three." He stated, looking back at K with a smile.
"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.