Cheesy One-liners For Her Novels & Stories

she said, catching her breath as I walked faster. "Explain why me?" "It's you. How man letter in a 'you' word?" "Is that so?" I burst out laughing when I realized it. She joined in on the laughter. "Yes, it's you. Every time I see the square root symbol, all I can think is you." "Your effing cheesy, Quinn. You and your sweet damn words." I shook my head and looked ahead. "I see you." "Yeah? And I see you too." She laughs, "You are walking so fast."

“Then everyone will know you’re MY twinkle toes.” She shook her head at me with a half smile, but reached up to peck me again on the lips. “You’re ridiculous, Pal,” she chuckled. “Maybe. But I’m your ridiculous Pal.” Holy goddess, when did I become so fucking cheesy? The coughing and hissing behind me told me that my friends had definitely heard my stupid one liner and were one hundred percent judging me for it. Idiots. I never gave them shit about their actions around females. Okay, no, that’s not accurate at all.

] The chat lit up with cheers and a parade of brown-nosing: Keith was a genius, the department unbeatable. Yvette even slid into my DMs with a smiley face. [Ella, don't be mad, okay? I'm just thinking of the team.] I forced a smile, left her on 'Read', and shut the chat. I had had enough.

It's embarrassing that he's in a bad mood these days, so he's tired of rice and craving pho. Temporarily just wanting cheap things that anyone can have. I feel really bad for you. If you exercise a lot, you must be tired, right? The one who has to say sorry is you, sorry for not "visiting" me. She emphasized each word as if to poke fun at her. Marilyn heard her speak and immediately turned pale, she stomped her feet and hugged him. “You really know how to joke. Brother Simon is so good, he can't choose anyone.

“You cheated. That’s a cheater’s answer.” I laughed and leaned in to kiss her temple. “Then I’d choose whatever option brings me back to you each day. Rich or poor, I don’t care. I just want you.” The breath rushed from her lungs. Lifting her fingers, she drew a piece of my hair between her fingers and gently brushed it out of my face, whispering, “I like that choice. Even if it’s a cheesy line you just came up with.”

I whispered and winked. " Today's mass and I know you don't attend church." I said dropping the plates inside the sink. " Bitch, different time zone, you're dull." she said and scoffed. " Dude, I need to go get ready." " You're fucked." She whispered jokingly and smiled. " Fuck you, silly." I said and she laughed annoyingly. " Bitch go to church, wait up..." " What?" " Any dude? Like a boyfriend? I mean I've been waiting for you to tell me that you've gotten a boyfie and then boom.. you've not said anything. So?"

“Oh my god, Bullet, you are so cheesy!” I told Bullet while rolling my eyes. I cannot take it. It was really cheesy and if he feels like it is a sweet thing, it is not! Bullet threw his head back and laughed like a kid. He seemed to enjoy my outburst! Like his intention was to irritate the sh*t out of me rather than scoring points for my heart. “Are you really born to be so cheesy?” I asked him while crossing my arms.

I giggle, shaking my head. “Well, who wouldn’t?” she asks. “I’ll think about it,” I teased her. “Seriously, Lo, you deserve a good bang. And anything’s better than Nathan’s limp dick,” she says, and I laugh so hard I slip off the counter. “Did I mention it’s a clever way to say thank you for saving me,” she finishes in a sultry tone. I can imagine her wiggling her eyebrows right now. Little does she know I have already tried.

He smiles, wraps his arm around my waist, and pulls me into his lap, "Because I don't think there will be any moment when I will not need you." "Cheesy." I roll my eyes at him, trying to hide my smile. "Cheesy, huh?" He playfully narrows his eyes at me, "You hurt my feelings, love. Here I am sharing my true emotions with you, and you are insulting them by calling them cheesy? That's super mean." He nods his head, pretending to look hurt. "I love cheese." Biting my lip, I try to stop myself from laughing at his antics, "So, think of it as a compliment, Alpha."

The only words that ended up falling out of my mouth were, “Hi, you look like a dessert tray, and I would like to eat you up, can I?”, she understandably replied with, “Jerk!”, and scurried off, probably to report me, as she should. I just can’t seem to string a proper sentence together when it comes to the opposite sex, I may just be broken.