Country Song Sweet Tea Novels & Stories

The darkness swallowed the space, the faint glow of her phone the only light. Just as the screen was about to dim, a new message appeared. It was from Rita. Attached was an ultrasound image and a link to a livestream with a caption that said: [I'm pregnant, three months along. The baby's father is overjoyed. Tonight, we're celebrating with a livestream for our fans. If you're happy for us too, feel free to join.] Wendy's fingers trembled, the chill seeping from her fingertips into her heart. With mechanical precision, she tapped the link and hit the screen recording button.

So after thinking for a moment, she nodded in agreement. On the day it was released, this song named Sweet Tea suddenly became popular on the Internet. Its sales rose quickly and occupied first place on the sales list. Most netizens said the female voice was sweet, but at the same time, an untimely voice appeared. "Her singing style is almost the same as that of the famous singer "Kate". She must have imitated her!" As soon as this post was released, it immediately covered every comment area.

He’d loved me. Until I dumped him. Sighing, I sank back against the vinyl booth and eyed the door. Maybe Wes was going to stand me up. A small, petty little way to get back at the girl who’d broken his heart. I picked up a packet of artificial sweetener and began shaking it. Around me, the stares were obvious. In the corner, Dottie Daniels, founding member of the Blue-Haired Biddies, sipped her tea and sent poisonous looks my way. For a nice old lady, she sure did have the evil eye down.

I turned around grabbing the menu and walked towards new customers . "Hey baby , we'll have the Bud light " I nodded . I hated people calling me baby , " I wanna see ! " I stopped on my tracks as I see a drunk guy stumble right in front of me . " Ohh , You the new girl ? Dean's girl ?" I look at Charlie who was walking towards us .

He pulled me closer to him, as we stay there until the water turned cold. ****** "James. No, don't! My ears!" I laughed hard. We decided to go on a road trip. That was when he started to do karaoke with his oldies songs. I quickly pulled down my window to drowned his voice. Making him laughed, and finally stopped singing. We had breakfast in a small dinner by the side of the road. He looked relaxed, he called his assistant this morning, telling her not to disturbed him this whole day. He said that he was mine for this whole day.

She pulled me into the living room. "Hey, what's wrong, honey?" I turned and saw her looking at me with tears in her eyes. My heart sank. I had always hated seeing a woman cry, especially her. Every time she did, it felt like something was twisting inside my chest. I quickly pulled her into my arms and tried to comfort her. "What is it, honey? Talk to me. Why are you crying?" She sobbed softly. "You're still so young, and I… can't anymore. We haven't even had a baby…"

The next day, the entire Home Sweet Home restaurant got a day off because Macken caught a cold. But everyone knows that since the incident caused by Krik yesterday, he was so depressed that he could not stand up. Everyone was worried about Macken's health. Some people sent encouragement, some comforted, and some chose to remain silent because they understood the personalities of Macken and Katherine. They seemed to have forgotten about Katherine's presence even though her role was equally important in the restaurant. Perhaps the restaurant staff was all too used to Katherine's sharpness. This helps Katherine to be comfortable in her own space, but also makes her often feel lonely. In the who

There's a music box, a pool table at the far corner of the restaurant, and of course there's no ordinary table and chairs, there's red and black booths with those cute fairy lights hovering over the table. " I can see why this is your favorite place" I whisper to him and he gives my hand a squeeze just as a old lady comes towards us with a creamy color menu in her hands " Ares my boy!!" she says with excitement in her voice, she grabs him and give him hug making him leave my hand to hug her back "hey Celia" he says with a smile that shows off his dimples.

A very thin, very sheer strand of cotton. I traced my fingers upward and found the T of her g-string, embellished with what seemed to be rhinestones, flat against her lower back. I bunched her dress around her waist and hooked my thumb under the tiny g-string. Then I rubbed that gorgeous patch of skin. So soft, so smooth... I could snap the g-string with a quick twist, and get even closer to her skin. "Dad?" Elva's voice came behind me, and I hastily tore myself away from Angelina.

“You got it, and you, sweetheart? What will you be having?” Sweetheart. I know this isn’t Kansas and she doesn’t mean anything negative by the endearment, but a woman calling another woman sweetheart in the South is an insult. Like saying “bless your heart” or “I’ll pray for you”. I smile tightly, trying to snuff out the aggravation building in me. I’m sure it is coming from Rick’s teasing more than her unoffensive remark. “Smash burger with everything on it, extra tomatoes. And can I get a sweet tea?”