All Chapters of SWEET SPOT: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

NylaI finally reached Subway and my legs were already aching from the walk. Two white vans were parked out front, with their back doors wide open. Workers were moving in and out, carrying large cartons. I quickly changed into my uniform in the small staff room and joined the others.The boxes were heavier than they looked. I lifted one, feeling the strain in my arms as I carried it toward the storage room. On the side of the carton, bold red letters caught my eye: HOT SAUCE.I frowned. We had never used this brand before. It looked expensive and premium. What were we going to use it for? Maybe for the fried items, burgers, or the new spicy sandwiches? I shook my head and kept moving.“Hey, Yvonne,” I said when I caught up with one of the older workers. “What’s all this about? We’ve never had this many cartons before.”Yvonne wiped sweat from her forehead and smiled. “Our boss won some kind of prize in the company competition. They gave him a thousand dollars’ worth of this hot sauce.

NylaThe cafeteria was buzzing with the usual Monday chaos — students laughing, trays clattering, and the smell of fries and coffee filling the air. Susie and I had managed to snag our favorite corner table by the window, the one with the good view of the courtyard that we always fought other people for on busy days.I was halfway through my sandwich when I pulled out my phone, my thumb hovering over Ezekiel’s profile.“I think it’s time I follow him back,” I said, still chewing.“No!” Susie said quickly, reaching across the table and grabbing my wrist before I could tap anything. “Do not follow him yet.”I blinked at her. “Why?” My finger was still frozen over the follow button, waiting.“I mean, I unfollowed him that day because I thought he was dating Aida,” I explained, lowering my voice slightly even though nobody around us was paying attention. “Things are different now. We’re actually talking.”“I know, I know,” Susie said, holding up a hand. “But don’t follow him just yet. Tru

NylaI stood there, frozen, as Ezekiel stepped closer. My heart was still racing from the shock of seeing him again so soon. I had just run after him like a fool, and now he was standing right in front of me, breathing a little fast like he had run back too.“What is going on?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. “Why are you here?”He didn’t answer with words. Instead, he reached into his pocket and brought out a small, delicate necklace. The chain caught the afternoon light, sparkling softly. He moved closer, gently lifting it toward my neck.I stood completely still, too stunned to move, as he fastened the clasp behind my neck. His fingers brushed against my skin for a brief second, sending a shiver down my spine. When he stepped back, I looked down at the necklace resting against my collarbone. It was beautiful — simple, elegant, with a small pendant that caught the light perfectly.“This one looks more beautiful,” he said softly, his eyes on me.I swallowed hard and touched

EzekielThe phone barely rang once before Aida picked up.“Ezekiel!” she answered, her voice bright and giggly, full of that overly sweet tone she always used with me. “Oh my God, you actually called! I’ve been waiting for you to—”I cut her off sharply, my grip tightening around the phone.“Did you take the necklace?”There was a brief pause on her end. The giggly energy vanished instantly.“W-what?” she asked, suddenly cautious.“You heard me,” I said, my voice low and dangerous. “Did you go into my room without my permission and take the necklace I bought?”“Ezekiel, you don’t have to yell like that, you know,” she replied, trying to sound innocent and a little hurt. “It’s not nice.”“Don’t piss me the fuck off, Aida,” I snapped, anger boiling over. “Answer the damn question. Did you steal it from my room?”“Steal is such a strong word,” she said softly, almost pouting. “I just… borrowed it. It was so pretty, and it was just sitting there on your desk. I thought you wouldn’t mind.

NylaWe kissed harder this time.Ezekiel’s mouth moved against mine with growing hunger, deep and passionate. I followed his lead as best as I could, whimpering softly when his tongue slid against mine in slow, sensual strokes. The kiss grew hotter, wetter, and more desperate. My hands clutched at his shirt as heat pooled low in my belly.Without breaking the kiss, he suddenly gripped my waist and lifted me effortlessly. A surprised sound escaped me as he pulled me onto his lap, my knees straddling his thighs. Our bodies pressed flush together, and I gasped into his mouth at the new closeness.His hand slipped under the back of my shirt, his warm palm gliding slowly up my bare spine. I shivered violently at the skin-to-skin contact, a rush of goosebumps spreading across my body. The sensation was electric. I had to break the kiss, pulling back with a shaky breath.We stared at each other, our faces inches apart, both breathing hard. His eyes were dark with passion, pupils blown wide.