Cutest Thing To Say To Your Gf Novels & Stories

I heard the sound of a soft sob from another side before I could have called her name again, I heard her weak voice, “I thought you won’t call me.” “And why is so, love?”, I cooed her slowly. “It’s my girlfriend’s birthday. It is impossible that I won’t wish you on this day. Now, wipe your tears. I hate those stupid salty waters in your eyes.”, I complained to which she giggled. . “Thank you, baby”, She said with a smiling face. How come I know that? Well. we both have a stupid smile plastered on our face whenever we talk with each other. I didn’t her engagement topic because that was painful for both of us.

“Stupid tears.” I shake my head. “You’re not a mess.” I catch the tear with my thumb before it can fall. “You’re the most perfect thing in my entire life.” She blinks up at me, and her breath catches just slightly. There’s a question in her eyes she doesn’t ask, like she’s trying to understand why I say it like it’s the truest thing I know. Because it is. “You always do that,” she whispers. “Do what?” “Touch me like I’m something sacred.”

she asked with her eyes twinkling. “Hmm, my greatest achievement was when I met you. But it will definitely be more than greatest once you become my girlfriend,” I sincerely told her as I wasn’t breaking our eye contact. She smiled as her face suddenly gets rosy. “Is there a term which is more than greatest?” “Yeah, of course. Superb? Powerful? Hmm, what else… it’s you. As in y-o-u, you are more than the word greatest,” I answered her. I love you.

Very angry. My girlfriend took the tray and gave me my breakfast, which had a cute rose and a letter written: "YOU ARE THE BEST THING TO EVER HAPPEN TO ME. I TRULY AM BLESSED. I LOVE YOU. KAT ❤😍💯" I smiled looking at it, "if it takes you making me cry during sex to be this fucken cheesy.. shame I'd rather not have a cheesy girlfriend..." "Baby I'm sorry... I really feel bad for that.. and you just fell asleep on me. Fuck I couldn't sleep.. I didn't sleep."

"Perfect." I pushed my thigh against her sex. Her sharp intake of breath told me she was as excited as I'd been earlier. I was going to take care of my girl. "My girlfriend, partner, the woman I love, my precious girl." I continued a stream of sweet nothings. In the week we'd been together, I'd found this drove her crazy. Nothing obscene or suggestive, just gentle reminders that she was cared for, cherished, beloved.

Together. “You look stunning,” I whisper, the words barely leaving my throat. There’s so much emotion packed behind them, it’s almost hard to speak. She lets out a soft, breathless chuckle, her voice strained but trying. “I feel like I’m going to pass out.” “You’re still the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen,” I say, my voice cracking slightly. “You’re perfect.” She shakes her head slightly, a small smile curving her lips. “You’re biased.”

I love how you laugh when I say something random, or stupid. I love that when I laugh it makes you smile. I love how you ask me if I'm alright when I can't stop laughing. I love how you make me feel. I love how you tell me I look cute. I love how we can talk about randomness for hours. I love that you want to stay up and text me late into the night. I love how you say sweet things to me. I love how you whisper in my ear when we hug. I love how you squeeze me so hard when I hug you. I love how I can talk to you for hours about anything, and you

She huffs, her cheeks blushing, as she types furiously on my phone before giving it to me to pay and finish the transaction. I am grinning from ear to ear and pull her flat to my chest. "I love you, Gemma. Will you share that bruschetta with me?" That gets her to laugh, and the sound makes my inside sing. Yep. Sappy. But, hey...maybe that's what people in love do, they get all mushy and just, nghh...I hope this new feel won't get me singing like I'm living in a musical.

I chuckled and he sulked even more. “That means I'm no longer special.” He said with a pout and I poked his forehead. “Look at you, acting like a baby. Alright, fine, I'm sorry. You're the only cute person I've ever seen. You're cuter than the cutest. Oh, you're so damn cute.” I pulled his cheeks gently and he smiled as he took my hands and placed soft kisses on them. “I feel like I don't tell you this enough, I love you.” He said and I blushed slightly.

she says sweetly and I am taken aback by her cuteness. “Hi, Red. What are you up to, cupcake? What has gotten you this elated?” I wonder. “Nothing much, just enjoying shopping. I didn’t realize I loved it that much,” she says warmly into the phone. “Well, if you do, then, I have to keep you out there more often, I love hearing your sound like you’ve been fucked nicely by me,” I say, trying to sext her through the phone. “Thank you,” she utters.