Christian Pick Up Lines Novels & Stories

I paused. Fuck. Tell her you love her. Just say it. “Lena, I—” BEEP. The damn phone cut me off. ⸻ I hadn’t noticed the town car parked outside my building until the window rolled down and his deep voice caught my attention. “Want a ride, beautiful?” I sauntered over to the dark vehicle. “Depends. What kind of ride are you offering, Mr. Big Prick?” Before I could react, Christian opened the door, grabbed my arm, and pulled me inside, settling me across his lap in one smooth motion. The playfulness of the gesture made me smile, even though it was morning and I hadn’t had my second cup of coffee yet—a rare moment indeed.

I protest. “I know. But that pussy I just fucked is worth more than a thousand dollar.” I give a weak smile. “Okay. Enough with your corny talk. Start going.” Christian smiles back. “Okay ma’am.” He glances at Isaac. “Hey, man! Never cheat on your wife again. It’s not good. It’s a fucking low blow.” Then he opens the bedroom door and leaves. I walk to the bed and let myself fall onto the damp sheets, closing my eyes.

Disappointed, he asked, “Is there someone else you like?” “No.” Christian’s eyes lit up. “So you can still consider me, right?” “No. And I won’t like anyone, including you.” “Why are you like this?” Christian looked defeated and leaned on the steering wheel. “Look, ma’am. If you don’t have someone you like, you can try to like me. Life is glorious, so don’t lose hope just because of a loveless marriage.” He seemed like a crying child, but what he said struck a chord with Hailey. She smiled. “I’m not a lady, everyone calls me Young Lady. Just... Stop wasting your time with me.”

So the supposed kiss became a peck on the cheek. She didn't know why she did that, maybe because she was still playing hard to get. "You can't deny thar you haven't been feeling, all of what I'm feeling." Christian had pointed out with sadness and disappointment in his voice, when he recoiled steps back away from him, with her eyes raised up in their sockets. "Maybe you're too young. Or I'm not your type. Yeah, I'm the bad boy, and you're the good girl. You'd prolly want a nice clean man, in suit. No tattoos, piercings, or criminal."

So the supposed kiss became a peck on the cheek. She didn't know why she did that, maybe because she was still playing hard to get. "You can't deny thar you haven't been feeling, all of what I'm feeling." Christian had pointed out with sadness and disappointment in his voice, when he recoiled steps back away from him, with her eyes raised up in their sockets. "Maybe you're too young. Or I'm not your type. Yeah, I'm the bad boy, and you're the good girl. You'd prolly want a nice clean man, in suit. No tattoos, piercings, or criminal."

he murmured, reaching forward to press a soft kiss against my skin. I blushed, and he smiled, swirling his fingers once more across my skin. “So, what's your plan for tomorrow?” I asked. “You must have some family who you need to contact or something, right?” Christian sighed and shook his head. “Nah,” he said, nonchalantly, as though there were no feelings about it either way. “Christmas hasn't been a big thing to me in a while. Usually, I just work my way through a bottle of good wine and maybe a couple of movies, things that I don't have time to do at other times of the year. And normally, if I get lonely-” He cut himself off, and I raised an eyebrow at him, guessing what he'd been about

I know he's Chase, one of the 'populars', so why is he talking to me? "What do you want?" I said harshly, but I don't think he got that I didn't want to talk to him because he just smiled flirtatiously at me. "Someone better call God, because I think he lost an Angel." he smirks at me. I give him a straight face. That's the worst pick up line ever. "No someone better call the devil because I escaped from hell." I said sarcastically "Hey baby girl what's your code."he asked

His pick up lines never fail to make me blush even though we're not new to each other. "Bear me later. Just rush back to the meeting or else I'll feel guilty the entire day" "You better be. Because I'm not feeling like to stop talking to you. Get ready to pay for distracting me," he scoffs. "Bye," I giggle whispering on the call and cutting it. A playful thought hits my head as I roll my eyes evilly. He still doesn't know the worst way to get teased. Christian I get back to the cabin again where the clients have been waiting.

Luna’s voice echoed from a distance. Christian let out a chuckle and replied, “Hey, you were the one who dragged me out of bed at this hour. I needed to freshen up before I came to pick you up.” Luna rolled her eyes at him. “Why do you need to freshen up when you’re meeting me?” Christian chuckled. “Hey, just because we’re close doesn’t mean I don’t need to leave a good impression!” He smiled and started his car. “Sit tight, gorgeous. My car is a racehorse!”

'' She handed him one. Christian threw it back, enjoying the blue liquid burning down his throat. Christian made a face as Keera and Danielle tried to strike up a conversation with him, but his mind was on his mate. He kept glancing at all the female entering and leaving the bathroom, thinking that one of them must be Jessie. "Looking for someone, Christian?'' Keera blocked his view to the far left of the ballroom. "Yes, my wife.'' He exaggerated on the word wife. ''Oh, maybe she-''