Boulder Blackjack Pizza Novels & Stories

I mean I probably could eat the entire thing, but it would take me a few meals and I should probably pretend to be a lady in front of Bennett. "You sure?" he hesitates, his hand over a slice. "Of course. How did you get it here so fast? I didn't know we had a pizza place in town." He chews and then answers. "Buddy's. It's a biker bar on the outskirts of town. Rowdy place but they have the best pies. We ordered a few boxes." "What else do you do with Ridge? Help him install security systems?" "Something like that," he answers quickly and stuffs more pizza in his mouth.

"You said it. If it weren't for Grandmaster Zeller, who'd be crazy enough to come suffer here?" Felix listened silently to the crowd's chatter, waiting to see what would happen. Sure enough, a five-person squad appeared in uniform, and they were people from headquarters. "What's going on here?" The pizza place owner, Anton Marchal, immediately perked up, rushing to speak first, "Mr. Blackburn, look at this! These days, people won't even pay for their pizza. Such country bumpkins." Gert Otis, the middle-aged customer, exploded in fury. "You bastard! I dare you to say that again!"

Jackie frowned and Bobby caught it, his brows snapping together. “You alright Jackie?” “Yeah, I’m fine.” He wrapped his arm around her waist as they walked up to the cashier and she could feel the burn from the other woman into her back. “Welcome to Pizza Palace, what can I get for you guys tonight?” Jackie smiled at the upbeat teenager. “We’ll like two large pizzas, one just cheese and one with ham. And two orders of wings please.” “Big gathering?’ the cashier asked and before Jackie could reply, Bobby jumped in.

he looks hopeful, blinking up with large puppy eyes. Laughing, I slap him playfully on his well-defined arm. “Maybe, but I have a feeling we’re going to be too tired after moving.” “How about this,” he proposes, “I'll help you this afternoon and we will just see how things go." "But first, pizza," I remind him. "There's a place just a block down the street," she points down K Street. "They have the most amazing pizza flavors. My favorite is topped with goat cheese and spicy honey."

A confused security guard opened it to reveal a delivery guy drowning in five enormous neon takeout bags. Lucas’s eye twitched. “This is not a service entrance for… fast food.” “It is today,” Ariana said cheerfully, pulling out a steaming container. “I ordered Thai, pepperoni pizza, rocky road ice cream, and a case of the cheapest Prosecco available. Fuel for a fake marriage.” Lucas stared at the pile of greasy bags on his million-dollar marble island like they were biohazards. “You ordered… pizza,” he said in a tone of deep offense.

The opened up the pizza and started to pass the burger to everyone They're all watching a basketball game and we all sat on the floor. I looked at the pizza weirdly because this is the first time in my life I saw pizza in real life and burgers too "Take one and eat up" Daniel said , he sat quite far away. He said beside Joan and Aiden "Matthew!" I heard Crystal squealed and I turned to him. They're fighting over a burger "Matthew Lemiere! Stop acting like 5!" Chloe hissed to their kids

I grumble; my good mood instantly gone. "Great, come to my house when you're done here; text me when you're on your way," Parker grins; ignoring my grumpy mood and words. "Sure Black Jack," Axel assures him as William returns with our drink order; Parker leaves to pick up his order before leaving the restaurant. "What can I get you guys tonight?" William asks with a warm smile. "We'll take a small pepperoni and a large pepperoni and pineapple pizzas, please," I respond automatically. "Is that alright with you, babe?"

Although now that Lent mentioned it, I could feel that I was damn hungry. “The same.” He replied. “I would order now.“ He said, warping up his phone from his pants’ pocket to book an order. A pizza probably. I nodded at his timely suggestion, before standing up and walking to the bathroom. I needed a shower. ** The piazza tasted like cold nothing. Where had he ordered this shit from? “Our usual spot was closed, and I had to check on this new site that I had seen on an advert.” Liam said, as if knowing what was going on in my head.

“Wood-fired, actual cheese, tablecloths with red squares. I’m not a complete animal.” She slid into the seat, careful not to flash half the parking lot. “Yet.” Tony’s Pizza was one of those neighborhood joints that pretended to be fancy with low lighting and exposed brick walls, but still had laminated menus and a jukebox playing too many Elvis songs. Brenda kept her coat closed as they walked in, hoping no one asked too many questions about her Halloween getup. Fortunately, the late-night crowd was mostly tired dads, teenagers in zombie makeup, and an exhausted waitress who barely looked up as they slid into a booth.

Thorn Trevor's Point of View: I could see the black and white theme of this pizza house near our university. It can just easily be noticed the few tables with huge umbrellas here outside the shop. The brilliant lighting and the loud music that played all over the shop gave a different vibe to this cozy ambiance. I used to come here because this was my Mom's favorite shop. Before Horizon's attempted to push the transparent glass door, I pushed it from her back. I was standing behind her. As we came in, warm air hit us. There was a black and white theme of tables and chairs, I let her choose the table. I walked next to her. Her hair bounced as she stepped. We made our way to the vacant table n