Best Excuses For Hickeys Novels & Stories

Amber and Axel raised their eyebrows as they shared confused glances. Candice sneered. “Oh, Axel. How can you claim to take care of her when you didn’t even notice the hickeys on her neck and laps? Are you that clueless or you’re just pretending not to notice?” she asked. Amber’s eyes widened. She had totally forgotten about the hickeys. “Shit.” she cursed under her breath, looking up at Axel who mirrored her expression. Candice continued, loving the expression on Amber’s face. “Amber darling, who gave you those hickeys? Have you been a very bad kitten lately?”

My gaze shifted momentarily to her neck, where an hickey were playing a peekaboo. Thankfully I saw a tutorial on how to hide a hickey. Iris didn't care that much cause she doesn't think that's embarrasing. She labelled hickeys a "love shots". "Was it something about me?" I inquired, leaning back against the couch. "No!" she quickly replied. Meeting her gaze with a neutral expression. "I thought you said we should communicate more instead of keeping things to ourselves," I said, stroking her hair gently Lost in her thoughts, she absently licked the spoon.

I freed my arms from his grasp and ran into the bathroom bolting the door behind me. It was of no use bolting the door because he'd find a way to come inside the bathroom with or without my consent. I stood in front of the mirror examining the hickeys littered on my neck. The sun was high up and I couldn't wear a sweater to cover the hickeys. "Damn Marcus”, I muttered to myself. I took the scrub and rubbed it harshly in my neck seeing if it could erase the hickeys but to no avail. Marcus' jealousy knew no bounds, talking to Mia alone was enough to get him infuriated, talk more of Zayn sending a love message to me.

I hiss under my breath. The blonde runs up to me and drops to her knees, "Please, don't be angry; we were trying to help you!" Her friend follows the lead and repeats the action, adding: "We thought they were contraceptive pills." As if these excuses could save them both. I can't believe morons like these two are part of my pack. "What the..." I don't get to curse as the blonde needs to add another input, "Everyone's excited about the possible arrival of an heir, and we were just trying to speed up the process a bit.

I wanted to leave a reminder to every girl out there that he was taken. Of course, I couldn’t. My own thoughts surprised me. I had never been one for giving hickeys out and Dante wasn’t even technically mine, but the urge was strong inside of me. Before I could do anything rash, I moved my lips back up to his and we made out.

Monica crossed her arms across her chest, allowing Mark to see the Hickey. "I'm devastated. I had considered hooking up with you before." Mark uttered those words, shaking his head as if he was extremely disappointed before throwing the coffee cup into the garbage bag. "Well, you ought not to!" In response, Monica checked the hickey on her neck by accessing the camera on her phone. It would be wise for her to seek for makeup to conceal it. “Why not? Relationship breakups are common, therefore you and your farmer boyfriend will soon part ways, and I'll be your attractive companion." Mark laughed and turned back to face Monica. "I must admit, I am an expert at creating hickeys."

I noticed other members laughing. " A hickey, it can also be called a love bite or a kiss mark, is a bruise-like mark that appears on the skin usually after vigorous kissing or sucking on the skin. You don't have to give him painkillers, it will fade away over time" another member gave me a detailed explanation about it.

she asked while raising her eyebrows. Keyara was shocked. She slowly lowered her hands that covered her face and were amazed by Anya's remark. Oh no! Anya knew about the bruise! Keyara tried to come up with an excuse. "Come on, Nya, it's a mosquito bite," Keyara said while trying to evade the question. "A big male mosquito, huh?" Anya smirked. "Nevermind, Key. We're all grown-ups here. I've had one or two hickeys on my neck and collarbone before," Anya continued, but her words didn't make Keyara feel better.

I thought I saw a hickey on your neck. - A hickey? On my neck? - Come let me show you. He pulls me toward the mirror in the bathroom: - Look. I look; on my neck, indeed, his stupid father left me one. I need to find a rational explanation quickly, or should I tell him the whole truth? Why not tell him everything? What if he doesn’t believe me? - I scratched my neck yesterday; I must have been bitten by a mosquito on the plane, or maybe something stung me. I’m not sure.

He was finally getting along with that toxic girlfriend of his. I was silent on my way. "Why are you so quiet??" "I don't feel like talking." I was trying to be normal but I was rude as hell. "Oh, about that. I am sorry for what happened earlier. Trust me it was just for the hickeys. I had no other intentions." "Yeah, I completely understand. You don't have an interest in all that. If you would have gotten a green signal you might have been in bed with me by now." "What nonsense?? You think like that about me??"