Cheesy Compliments Novels & Stories

he smirks, and I hit him gently on the chest. "If you hadn't hidden away from the public, I think you'd have been a certified Playboy with a sweet mouth." He narrows his eyes at me. He does not like my weird compliment, and I do not know why. Of all the things to say, that was the first thing to come to mind. "What does that mean?" "I just think that you have a very sweet mouth. You always seem to know what to say." "You'd not believe me if I said this, but you are the only one who has managed to bring this out of me."

Trey immediately messaged back, "Wait, a smiley face? That’s what people send when they’re speechless. I went out of my way to praise you and that’s what I get?" I texted, "I am speechless. Why are you complimenting me like I’m some girl you’re trying to impress? Your leg better be healed." Trey replied, "Ouch. That’s cold. And FYI, I’m still stuck entertaining your nemesis Chloe on your behalf. Also, where did those roses come from? They look super familiar." I replied, "Take a guess." Even typing it, I couldn’t help the smug little smile tugging at my lips.

l thought to myself. We were sitting close on the couch and my feet are curled up together and my body quivering nervously as i had this illicit thoughts.. “You’re so gorgeous"Immediately the words burst from my lips i knew i was tipsy and high and the truth of how i fell will soon start spilling from my lips... He smiles. “Thank you. I think you’re too gorgeous for Mathew to cheat on"He says his gruff husky voice turning me on. “Thank you,” I say. We tap our wine glasses together and i burst into a fit of laughter as i blushed to his compliment. He looks at me a little seriously then.

he stated, pointing with a smirk. I brief wiped my nostril, guffawing. “Really? I’m this type of mess!” He chuckled and leaned nearer. “It’s cute. You need to encompass it.” “Embrace being a mess?” I responded, grinning. “I suppose I’ll skip!” Jake leaned again, shaking his head in enjoyment. “You’re lovely even as you’re being stupid.” The compliment made my cheeks warm. I loved how clean it became to comedian story spherical with him. It felt natural and comforting.

He smiles kindly at me. ‘He called me intelligent! I like him,’ Zanthe purrs proudly in my head. ‘Don't let it go to your head,’ I tease her mentally. "Thank you," I say aloud, returning his smile. "Zanthe appreciates the compliment." His eyes light up. "Zanthe? That's a beautiful name." "She'll be insufferable now," I joke. "But yes, she's amazing." ‘Flattery will get him everywhere,’ Zanthe chuckles.

But after hearing a tone of embarrassment, I immediately laughed as I walked closer to you. "Kidding! I love it when you compliment me." I wrapped my arms around your neck and gave you a quick peck before I pulled away and smile. But seeing your sheepish grin makes me feel bad. Geeze. I think I just offended you for telling how cheesy you are. Even though I didn't say it literally or directly, I am certain that you already know what I meant by the look. Though, it was meant for a joke, but you obviously took it seriously.

She whispered when she tasted the food, and she could only admit that this had to be the most delicious Mac and cheese she had ever tasted in her entire life. "How is it?" Chase asked with a hopeful smile on his face as he leaned forward to get her review, but when he saw the smirk on her face, he knew that she was about to destroy his confidence, so he waited for hell to break loose. "I don't know. Not like every other Mac and cheese I've eaten before," she'd rather confuse him than give him the compliment he really deserved. "What does that mean? Is it good or bad?" He asked confusingly because her feedback wasn't clear enough for him to understand.

Because of this simple fact, I can't help but feel stupid for having my heart cheering in joy. "I just realized you're the best cook in the world; you can now fight against Gordon Ramsey, Thomas Keller, and any other prominent chefs across the country. I adore you and am in awe of you. It's an honor to be able to enjoy such an incredible dish prepared by this wonderful chef in front of me." Sierra's sarcastic and hyperbolic compliment made me laugh even harder, because I knew it was her excellent sarcasm coming up in her, and we kept laughing like fools while sipping the noodles I made.

she cooed, and I couldn’t help but puff out my chest in pride. "That is so nice!" she added, and my heart nearly burst. Best.Compliment.Ever. I grinned, I’m so going to nail this.

Just enough salt to say it was there. The filling? Yeah, “delicate” and “natural” in that way where you wonder if she forgot the spices on purpose. And yet this man made them sound like a James Beard Award-winning recipe. If he ever quit being an Alpha, he could sell ice to Eskimos. But somehow, it worked. The awkwardness faded.Turns out, a well-timed compliment can be a pretty powerful thing. My mom wasn't naive. She knew he was turning on the charm.