Crazy Dave Talk Novels & Stories

With a smirk that nearly overflowed with pride, she said, "Ms. Wood, Mr. Davis is in a meeting and can't see anyone. By the way, how was your birthday last week?" I settled onto the sofa and replied leisurely, "Miss Coleman, since you work for my company, you should be calling me Mrs. Davis. As for last week... come here." Sherry rolled her eyes but obediently walked over, continuing her provocation, "Do you know why Mr. Davis didn't go home last week? It's because he was with me—" A sharp slap interrupted her. I didn't believe a word she said. No one knew Zack better than I did.

“Hi, Ava.” For a second… Nobody said anything. Just smiled. The awkwardness from the previous week’s goodbye seemed…lighter somehow. Dave broke it first. “So…” He leaned closer to the camera. “Who’s got stories?” “I do!” Eli practically bounced. “I made aggressive toast today.” Dave blinked. “…I’m going to need the full story.” “I survived.” “I’m relieved.” “And then—” Ava interrupted. “Dad.” He looked toward her immediately. “Yeah?”

“Mr. Morrison intervened in an altercation involving two ladies. The perpetrators are currently facing consequences.” “That’s interesting,” Cedric's eyes sparkled with mischief. “Mr Alexander Mind-Your-Own-Business Morrison played hero?” David commented. “The same Alexander who once said helping others was an inefficient allocation of resources?” David added, clearly enjoying this too much I shrugged, reaching for my glass. “Right place, right time. Nothing worth discussing. And by the way, we’re here for Cedric,” I deflected, but my mind wandered treacherously to Ava again. “You don't get to drop that bomb and walk away,” Leo insisted.

" What is that man doing here, Candy? " Zach creased his forehead as he pout his lips towards Brandon's direction. " Leave him, Zachy. " Candice tap his arm smiling. " I've been telling him to stop coming here but he's just so stubborn. I know he's not used to this kind of work but he insisted it. So, I let him. Let's see if he will give up . " Her eyes twinkling. She thought of something. " Why don't we go to the resort? Let's leave him here and take a dip at the river." She convinced him.

While she was out he took the opportunity to take west saw fit. “Diane. Did you have a wonderful weekend with the western mad man.” He voice didn’t was very cold. “Were you at my apartment?” “You mean our apartment; the one we built together.” “You asshole; I need my stuff!” Diane’s face was red as her temper rose. “You grabbed me this weekend out of no where.” Dave started to raise his voice. “I came to tell you why I’ve been so tired. I started my own company.. “Yeah selling alcohol and sabotaging other companies”

he replied "I hissed, so we are still doing this, they said you took something from them, why won't you tell me anything" "Baby, am sorry this happened to you, I am, but this is work and I can't discuss it with you, it will put you in danger" "You didn't tell me anything and it still put me in danger, I need to know what you are into Dave" Dave's phone started to ring "Honey eat your food okay, I need to take this, I will be back"

a bit of hope. I giggled. "Of course not silly!" "Oh....uhm....yeah ofcourse...duh!" He chuckled nervously rubbing his nape cute, looking everywhere but at me. I hugged him again. "I'm glad we're together." I said breathing him in. "Me too." He said kissing my hair as we got lost in the moment again. "God I'm exhausted.... why are interviews soo tedious!" We both jumped off from the couch getting away from eachother like being set on fire.

Me- Sorry dad. Dave saids he and I are closing the gap but death warrant has a six hour headstart. Dad- Keep your phone in your pack. Me- I promise. Me- Hey Buddy you okay. Dave- We are so close. I want his head. He threatens our blood and takes a human. I will enjoy this our first kill together. Me- Ok he’s all yours dude. Dave- Thanks for this. Once we are crowned we will get fat and lazy.

"I dragged her in here last summer, got her comfortable with a basic .22, and now she shoots competitively. The gun doesn't think, man. It's just a tool." Dave tapped his screen, pulling up a video of his cousin clearing a plate rack with terrifying speed. She was impressive. I stared at the screen, a sudden image of Kianna holding a frame flashing through my mind. 'Would she like this? Would it make her feel safe?' "Hey, Ares," Dave said, his tone dropping as he locked his screen. "Are you actually in there today? A few days ago you were fine. Now you look completely hollowed out. Did you and the wife have a blowout?"

Dave "Well, that's rude. It's not nice to call people crazy. Besides you don't look crazy to me. Elizabeth" You're putting me on? Dave " No, no, no. I'm not. A crazy person wouldn't have the ability to have a decent conversation with me like the way you do. Don't listen to what people say to you. In fact, they're the ones who are mental. Our conversation grew more and more interesting and eventually I got to counseling Dave myself and he told me alot. In that moment, I knew I've fallen for this guy and I've been pinning for him since then.