Bluey X Bingo Novels & Stories

“Have you been using a new face wash? You look like you’re about to break out,” With a stiff, forced smile and the urge to confess ‘no, mom, just pregnant’, Blue managed a weak “Must be my moisturiser” though she struggled to shift her focus more than an inch or two from the glaringly obvious reminder of the future she had become the moment she agreed to letting Marian host her birthday party. Considering the way the cards had fallen, she was starting to question whether she’d go back and do it all again—if only for Vincent. Perhaps they would all be better off if she didn’t.

“The resort operates a bingo session every night in one of the dining rooms. so you’re safe there. And if Ms. Rosewood is used to spending time with the elderly, it’s probably bly a good guess that she enjoys bingo.” “Bingo,” Drake repeated. “My mother plays,” Stephanie told him. “She also knits.” “Bingo sounds like a winner,” he told them, and pointed at Stephanie. “Remind me to give you a raise when we get home.” Her smile was pleased. “I’ll remember, sir.” “Okay,” Drake said, rubbing his hands together. “Now I need to figure out what I should wear to bingo.” **** Sarah had just spoken to Ben and her dad before she called Enny who have been texting non-stop .“So how did your date go, honey

Another maid walked in and Bluey coughed turning to her. "Hey you! Please can you help me give this to the boss. He requested for it" Bluey said. "Why me? Why not you?" She asked and Bluey rolls eyes. "I would have loved to but the think is, i got lots of work doing. You giving the boss the juice he requested for wouldn't hurt. Please I beg of you" she pleaded forming tears. She knew Angelo would be suspicion if she be the one to give it to him. And she wouldn't want anything to spoil her plans

> Never. --- The next day, Blue came over after school. No sneaking. No back doors. He walked through the front door with a bag of chips in one hand and a movie in the other. My mom met him in the kitchen. They stared at each other for a second too long. Then she smiled. “You must be Blue.” “You must be Elias’s mom.” She extended a hand. “Call me Joy.” He shook it, careful, like she might break him. And then she said, “You like lemon squares?”

I could tell that Melio's eyes held a flash of pain. "Hi Miss, what's your name?" Black asked giving her a warm smile. "Hello Mr Bl...ack and M...iss Brenda, my name is M..Melio Blanchard ". She said in a shaky voice. This was as a result of my hands digging into her lower back. I dug my fingers into her lower back and at some point started drawing little circles so sensually that Melio became hot and flushed. She was trying her best to find a balance that she almost stumbled on.