Gf Nicknames Novels & Stories

Max bounced him up and down; the kid had grown in the last three months. Gabe touched the operator’s facial fuzz he’d grown in the field. “Wolfman!” Max laughed. At least it was better than “Fwogman,” a name bestowed on him whenever he’d made Gabe a paper frog. Gabe had blurted out the damn nickname in front of his team, who found it amusing that he’d been pretty much called a SEAL. He wasn’t living that down anytime soon.

You got the part. ** Knickers? What the hell? Damn right I need to be your pup’s godfather. I’m not going to allow him to use words like ‘knickers’… Choose Gio and baby Alpha heir will probably be saying, “Oh, duh-ddey, American football is such a poppycock game. My brain gets knackered watching. I feel like going to the loo every time I try to understand what’s going on, to be honest, duh-ddey.’ ** Gunner tries his best to mock Gio’s way of talking--- British slang with his signature asshole tone.

Saber told him. “This is slow?” Nate asked. “Things are a bit different now,” Gomez said. “She needs some care, don’t you, Twinkletoes?” She grinned up at Gomez. “I like that nickname. But I like sweetheart too. And Baby girl. Not Spitfire, though.” She glared up at Saber. “That’s too bad, Spitfire.” “Never had so many nicknames. Does it mean you like me?” “That’s exactly what it means,” Saber told her.