Cheesy One-liners For Her Novels & Stories

Sarcasm dripped in her words. I chuckled and placed a kiss on her hair. "Grab your things and let's go!" . . . _________________________________

I reply. "You are going to love dinner, the chef is the best," she replies, ignoring what I say. "Hope they don't serve raw meat," I say sarcastically, and she rolls her eyes. "You know we eat normal food, don't you?" she looks at me like I offended her. "No croquettes?” I keep making fun. "You know dog bad jokes aren't going to make you very popular here, don't you?" She answers and I try to lower two points my comments intensity.

"It's fine. Just remembered—I left your gift at work." Our anniversary and my birthday fell on the same day. We'd made this dumb pact to swap gifts every year. I always designed him a suit. This year was no different. Before the cheating bomb dropped, I'd already drawn it up. Took me three months to finish. Derrick sighed but gave me that soft look. "Can't ever win with you. At least blow out the candles first—I made ice cream cake. It's gonna melt." I nodded. He grinned, pulled me over. We blew them out together.

I am a goner! Her lips are so close and I could feel her breath fanning on my cheeks. Hahahahahahahhahah Just when I thought she would place her puckered lips on mine and thought to let time pass in its own sensual way. She started laughing triumphantly muttered the word fool. Yeah. Fool. She is right. I am a complete fool to believe that she's ever gonna kiss me. How wrong I was? How could I think she'd ever kiss. She is nothing but a sarcastic brat.

My lips stretched lazily. "Well, when it comes to my ting ting, yeah." God, I love this girl. "You know I love you, right?" My voice lowered as I looked at her. "Yeah, I know, I know but please don't cry, heck! I don't know what I'll do!" She shrieked and I bursted out laughing. That's the typical Cherry. She never ceased to amaze me. And she joined me in laughing. "You're such a pooper!" I slapped her arm lightly.

“You are a pervert.” “I like being a pervert for you.” “Really? ” I pulled her in by her waist and kissed her deeply. “Your lips are sweeter than cherry.” “Ugh, both of you make me sick. Can you hurry up and prepare that potted beef? I’m actually hungry, and your constant flirting with each other is actually cringey. I need to leave this place before I vomit my intestines out.” “You need to get yourself a man,” Cheska exclaimed. She laughed and shook her head.

Stuttering, she did as I told her: " I'm sorry if I hurt you, but I have no interest in other women. I fell hopelessly in love with my charming companion, who has no idea about it and what effect she has on other men ” "God, you're so cute! Pinch me so I know this isn't just some cheesy dream," she said ecstatically. "Hey, why are you hurting me?" she complained the moment I buried my finger in her side. "You said to show you that this is the reality," I pointed out to her, after which she mocked my throat and said, "You idiot, you take everything I say seriously “. "Not everything, but your words have more weight for me than someone else's," I added and smiled mischievously at her.

"Ooh big, bad, dangerous. It makes you sound like you can fuck shit up." I laugh loudly as I reach forward, grabbing a chip and dipping it in the cheese sauce. "I am bad and dangerous, I do fuck shit up. You're right on all accounts." "Modest, too." Her tone is sarcastic and playful as she takes another drink. Chewing around the bite I've taken, I nod. "I mean I've been modest the last fourteen years, why shouldn't I give you all the impressive parts of me?" She cuts her eyes my way. "Pretty sure I got to feel the most impressive part of you."

Her laugh was the most beautiful sound. "Thank you." She whispered. It was almost too low to hear, but I caught it. "Lead the way my little sun. I'll orbit around you." I internally slapped my forehead. That was too cheesy. "You're stupid." She said, but I could see the big grin on her face.

“Just one word from you, and I’ll be hard on command, darling. Want to test that theory? See who lasts longer. Me or that tiny toy?” She bit her lip, eyes gleaming with amusement. “I can’t believe you’re getting jealous of a bullet vibrator.” “It has known your pussy longer than I do,” I pouted, planting a kiss on her cheek. “Of course I’m jealous.” She giggled when I tickled her sides, and she said, “You’re an idiot.” I was. Just for her.