Ashley Pick Up Line Novels & Stories

It was a modern type of car, with new features and accessible facets. She lit one of it, sniffed, and put the phone into the dashboard. She tapped the speaker until someone spoke from the other line. "Hello, who's this?" Ashley cleared her throat, "This is Ashley, Ashley Winston, Master." She was nervous, afraid that he might end the call, ignore her as she disturbed Klaud's father. But to her surprise, Chris Anderson laughed sweetly, breathed heavily upon hearing her sweet, angelic voice. "Oh, my sweetest Ashley! How long have you been in the country? I thought you will stay there for good."

"Ashely?" I was still trying to figure out who the woman was that answered his phone when I heard him call out again, "Ashley? Is everything alright?' I realize that he is talking to me. I stay quiet for a few seconds, trying to catch my breath. "Ashley, are you there?" "Um-yea, sorry about that. I was wondering if you can pick up the kids and drop them off at home. " I need to go somewhere," I said once I got my voice back.

After all, Anton is a very charming, gorgeous good looking man and every lady begs for his attention. "It's... I don't know," Ashley cries out. "Maybe you do, but you don't want to tell me" Alina sounded suspicious. Ashley opens her mouth to talk but before she could say anything, Alina cuts her off. "This is no discussion to chat over the phone, are you free?" Alina asked. Ashley nods, "yes, I think" she sounds unsure. "Don't think, Yana. Are you or are you not?" Alina pressed on.

’ He led me to the dance floor. ‘I haven't been hiding exactly.’ I smiled. Then my eyes found it’s way to Asher. But he was talking to a man with the woman still clinging to his hand. ‘You are beautiful. Girls like you should always be out showcasing what God had created.’ ‘oh really. You normally have your way with girls don't you?’ I asked. ‘You mean with my pickup lines. Sure it works most times, ' he said, showing me his thirty two. I have to give it to him. He had nice teeth.

(Kelly laughs) Beautiful morning bestie, hmmm, someone is in a good mood…spill! So you remember the guy I was talking to at the club, uhmm, yeah, well, he phoned this morning and said he will want to see me again, and asked if we could go out tonight and I said okay. Oh! Yeah, so don't wait up, 'cause mama is feeling lucky tonight. Yeeeeepe! You're such a nasty girl Ashley. Well, I hope you have a wonderful time with… with what? His name? Oh crap! I don't recall, well...who cares! (Ashley makes her way out of the room singing) (The next day…)

He got into his car and stormed out of the office. He stopped at the spot he used to take her. This would definitely bring back old memories. He picked up his phone and called her. He breathed deeply after she picked up after the third ring. “Hello Ashley”, “Hello”, she said with little or no enthusiasm. “Well…I sent an address to you and if you are free I will like to steal some of your time”, Ashley scoffed. “You don't exactly know when to stop…can't you see…I am not interested”, she said and disconnected the line.

Taking a deep breath, I press “call.” The phone rings, each tone echoing louder, making my pulse hammer in my ears. Don’t pick up. Don’t pick up. “Claudia?” Asher’s voice purrs through the line, low and smooth. How does he know it’s me? My breath catches as I stare across the empty room, suddenly forgetting why I even called. “Your breathing’s rather heavy. I’d like to think you’re doing something naughty while you’re thinking of me,” he teases, his voice thick with amusement.

The crowd cheered and applauded. "Alright! What is your name, man?” "Mike." "Alright Mike, you gon open the bottles, pass em to me, and I'll pass em to uh! I'm sorry Miss, what is ya name beautiful?" "Um! Ashley." "Um! Ama call you Ashh and you are way too beautiful to be sleeping alone, I hope you don't?” “Maybe, maybe not.” She replied in a sexy tone. “I would love to find out.” She smiled.

Ashley, still clutching her phone like a prized possession, couldn’t resist the urge to share the news that had brought a radiant glow to her countenance. With a sly grin, Emily scooted even closer, her eyes dancing with anticipation. “Come on, spill the details! Who’s the sender of this mysterious message that has you beaming?” she prodded, her curiosity matching the mischievous twinkle in her eyes. In the midst of their banter, Emily playfully employed emotional tactics, attempting to leverage her status as Ashley's best friend. "Come on, Ashley, I thought I was your best friend," she whined, a mock sense of betrayal coloring her tone as she sought to uncover the mysterious sender of the t

"What's going to happened after this? I'm kinda hungry..." Asher lifts his head, confusion written across his face, especially in his creased eyebrows as he tries to figure out where my oddly spoken words are coming from. I'm not even sure at this point, as if my mind is trying to fill in with the space of nervousness I wish I could get rid of. This is your mate, Alaya. "Are you feeling okay?" He asks, hardly waiting for my reply as his hands continue down from my waist, to my thighs.