Damn Bro Who Got You Smiling Like That นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I call out when I site him near his locker a smirk appears on his lips "you've changed your mind ?" he raises an eyebrow " only if your offer is still up" i Force a smile. " let's do it" T. B. C When we thought everything was going well, another banger!!🤣

BROOKE “Why are you smiling at your phone like that?” “Like what?” I tear my eyes from the screen to glance up at my sister, realizing that I’ve got a big, goofy grin still spread across my face. Fallon sets her hands on her hips, tilting her head. “Spill.” I laugh, shaking my head. “It’s nothing.” I re-read Theo’s text messages, the grin returning to my face. Theo: been thinking about you all day, beautiful

*** She sat at the kitchen table, saying nothing. “Ya snapped it, didn’t ya.” Brody leaned forward. Chiseled jaw and dark eyes, his teeth too white, his frat bro was all bulging biceps and bottled tan. “Gonna shove her next to the ice cream?” Bro laughed and then lit a joint as he strolled to the window, his eyes peering at Eidolon below. “Predictable fucker, just like always.” “It wasn’t something I planned, you know?” he said. “Right,” his bro said. “She’ll end up with the meat in the walk-in.”

He smiles at my question. "Get dressed, Luna." Hah, F*ck...

Why the hell is he smiling like an idiot? "You want my number baby?" "Whoa whoa! stop it. Look at D. She is not herself. She looks sad. Go home and ask her what happened. I will call you to know. She won’t tell me." "Huh! Take it. 97*******7" "Hmmm, thanks. Bye." "Bye baby" He said that made me smile irrespective of the situation.

Liam teased, pointing both his fingers and move them like he has his made-up own love rhythm. “Stop you fuck!” I realized that I was, in fact, smiling the whole time so I tried to laugh it off and playfully punch Liam on his shoulders, which made him laugh as well. “Damn, the way Anya made you smile is so-” “Hey! It’s not like Anya is the only one to make me smile! I laugh my loudest laugh when ya’ll are joking!” “No, but like it’s extraordinary for you to smile just for the mere existence of Anya Moore. What has she done to you?”

I stared in awestruck wonder at Broddi the entire time, allowing some emotion onto my face. "How'd you do that?" I asked Broddi, the wonder evident even to my own ears. Broddi gave me a light, perfect smile, and said simply, "I licked my thumb. You have my spit all over your arm. " My eyes widened in disgust, "Seriously, Broddi?" "Yep," Broddi nodded, giving me his affectionate grin. "Funny," I smiled back, but looking back down at the slight silver still trickling down my palms, the split in my face faltered, then completely fell.

His quirky smile, his quiet chuckle and sexy dimples. I’ll get you one day Brock

Bram pushes, lifting his sparkly eyes to me one last time. "Fine. You can post the indecent one," I finally agree and give the phone back. Bram's smile grows so much, it looks painful, "Stop smiling so much, you're disturbing my truffle again." Bram laughs like I'm the funniest person to ever live, which has been happening all night. Ever since he saw my boobs. And I'm not dumb enough to believe I'm suddenly the funniest person, so I don’t have to wonder what’s the correlation there.

It was easier this way, I convinced myself. But then, a voice interrupted our conversation. "Hello Alpha Damien." I turned to face the speaker, and there stood Jordan, all smiles. For a brief moment, I forgot his name, but he gently reminded me. His genuine smile, contrasting my current turmoil, caught me off guard. How could someone smile so effortlessly? How did he maintain that lightness?