Buddy Son Storytime Novels & Stories

I then realized the entire table was filled with aphrodisiac foods. Leon served me some more food and said with a smile, "I'm planning to start a business, and I'm still short 100 thousand dollars. We were best friends in high school, so I was thinking you could help me out." Ah, so he only remembered me because he needed money. Just then, Maya raised her glass again and stood up. "Mr. Hill, my father often mentions you. He says you're his best friend. Let me toast to you again." Maya downed a whole glass of liquor in one go.

Tony and Buddy. Hamming like she used to do when in good mood, Yhera's voice was almost in its full magnitude of joy. She started hamming a song while walking to the car park of her condo to look for her Montero. She was even smiling as she remembered Buddy. Buddy will be coming home. He's been in Australia for almost three (3) years now. Buddy is her great friend for almost a decade now. They met in an organization and at the onset both of them feel light about each other. She could tell Buddy everything that she feels and Buddy was her crying shoulders. Buddy is single. Too career driven and looking forward to earn his millions; Buddy has no time for love according to him. Yhera is confide

But the little boy only shook his head, determined not to go home. "Buddy, mommy has to rest, your fellow rainbows have already worn her out too much," Stephen added. "But I still want to play," the little boy dolefully muttered, fidgeting the hem of his shirt. "You can just come back and visit me again, mate," Yunoh eventually said, kneeling before the little boy, who adored him so much even with the few hours they spent together. He ruffled his hair and a calculated smile painted his lips when the little boy spoke.

I said with determination and got up to my room to complete the designs I had started to create. “I will win this competition, for Teddy” I said with a smile. After working for hours, my handphone rang. The name “Teddy” flashed on my screen. “Mommy. I dreamed about having so much toys and candies. Are you going to buy them for me? Uncle Finley said he is taking me to an amusement park. Are you coming too?” my son sounded happy all of a sudden. I wondered what dream was he talking about. It must have been a good one that made him very happy. I chuckled hearing him talking about his new friend named Blaze. The son of Finley's neighbour.

OLIVIA I glanced at Ethan, my heart thumping in my chest not knowing what to do about my son. “Buddy, you don’t need a jacket anymore, aunty Lupita is gone, she was called away and had to leave. But the good thing is that we still have the playground mommy prepared for us.” I was glad for Ethan.

As I walked out of the courthouse on the day of my divorce from Vicente Buckley, the sky threatened to rain. "Patricia." Vicente opened the passenger door of his car. "Let me take you home." Before I could respond, my son, Jamie Buckley, poked his smartwatch through the rear window. "Dad, Kinsley said she would make me nougats tonight. She's already bought groceries and is at our doorstep." Vicente frowned slightly and said, "Go inside."

Alright, one more," she agreed, pulling a storybook from the nightstand. There Benedict leaned back in his chair while watching them, contentedly gazing at their little son as the eyelids started to droop halfway through the story as he loosened the hold of his small hand on Mr. Bunny. When Sabrina closed the book, he slept soundly and filled the air with soft breathing. Benedict pulled over the blanket of their son. He kissed the forehead of Saben softly and said, "Good dreams, buddy." Sabrina did the same, stroking Saben's hair with her fingers, and turned off the bedside lamp. They stood there in the faint illumination of the nightlight, staring at their son as he slept quietly.

The plane landed, and I went straight to my son's elementary school by cab. My son, Tony Garnder, was seven years old and was in first grade. It was currently 1:40 pm. The first class of the afternoon had just started. The security guard was diligent. The moment he learned I was a parent, he called the homeroom teacher. A few minutes later, a young woman in a white blouse and a black skirt came running out. She looked fresh out of college.

He asks me, staring at Ezra. “Urm…” I clear the thickness from my throat, offering a shaky smile. “He’s my son, but we’ve got to go now.” Adrian ignores me, smiling up at Ezra. “What’s your name, buddy?” Ezra grins, dimples popping. “Ezzy!” “Ezra,” I correct. Adrian glares briefly at me. “How old are you, buddy?” “Four!” Ezra holds up three fingers. I feel the tension that arises between us. Adrian’s jaw flexes, his eyes drag up to mine.

He went to the boy and said "hello buddy" He stared at him with a megawatt smile. This boy looked more like his boss than Chase. But he's 99% more likely to be Chase's son than Jace. Considering their sexual involvement with women. "My name is Eli, not buddy" Eli frowned. He hasn't even met him and he was calling him Buddy. His mummy said he shouldn't talk to strangers. "Of course Eli. I'm your mummy's uncle and she said you could join her at…" Eduardo trailed off. Join her where? He doesn't know what to say.