Gigi X Connie Novels & Stories

While she got steamed bun and mineral water. They sat by a table for two after paying the cashier. They were silently eating at first until Gigi opened her mouth. “I didn’t see for a few days here in our place. I thought you and your husband separated because of my cousin,” she said, licking her slowly melting chocolate ice cream. “Marco and I are just friends.” Eyebrows furrowed, Gigi turned her stool around to face her. “Marco doesn’t consider you as just a friend. And if I’ll have my way, if you’re not married, I’d like you for my cousin.”

I asked, standing up and walking over to them. "Because the end of his last relationship was a huge scandal," Dante explained, taking the tablet back and typing quickly. "It was all over the tabloids. Massive. Could it have been with this Renee?" Mia had already pulled out her phone and was scrolling furiously through gossip sites. "No, no," she said, reading fast. "The wife's name was different. Clara Moriarty. But Renee was…" She stopped. Her eyes widened as she kept reading.

CONNER❣️ “No just wanted to start a conversation see if I have the right number “ INTERESTING 🦢 “Oh okay “ CONNER❣️ “Anyway, good night see you in school “ INTERESTING 🦢 “Good night “

Gastritis. Alessia’s response was curt, her disinterest apparent. ‘Why should I be concerned?’ Connie continued, her tone betraying her pain. ‘He never loved me. It’s always been you.’ Alessia’s eyes clouded with emotion, her voice tense. ‘What’s your point?’ ‘I’ll back off if you want him,’ Connie offered, her voice trembling with a mix of desperation and resignation. ‘I can’t bear to see him suffer.’ Alessia’s gaze turned stormy, her words sharp. ‘I don’t want him. He’s nothing to me now. You two seem to be a perfect match.’

It was so naïve of us not to get his number, such a handsome and hot looking guy, anyway maybe the right thing to do is to just forget about him’ Connie got an answer to her suspicion it became obvious to her that it was not Trish who gave him her number. Her eyes flew open as another thought crossed her mind, could it be Emma during an interrogation? Connie closed her eyes quickly pushing away the flashes of Emma bound to the chair dripping blood all over.

Jiggy, ever the sass master, just smirked and casually sipped his coffee like he hadn’t just dropped a conversational grenade. Connie’s eyes darted between the two of them, still waiting for someone to say, “Just kidding!” “Are you two messing with me? Is this a prank? Are we on some hidden camera show?” “Believe it or not,” Jiggy said dryly, “she’s really pregnant. I was with her at the OB-GYN last Friday.” Connie shook her head, completely floored. She grabbed her sister’s hand and squeezed. “Rome… please tell me the truth. If this is some kind of sick joke, please, just stop. I can’t—”

It was so awkward knowing that the air I breathed out was the air he was breathing in and vice versa. "Thank you for dining at Chi-Chi's,"the blondie started and I placed my arm on the table trying to hide Cornelius' facefrom her view but that didn't work since as fast as she recognized him, her eyes widened in excitement. "Conner?Oh my gosh, Conner it's me Gigi, remember" she gestured startling not only me but my parents as well. "Miss I think you have me confused with someone else,"Cornelius spoke out and I nodded to back him up.

Damon suggested as he went toward Gigi. She immediately stretched her arms out in anticipation of him picking her up. Nope! "Gigi, don't you move a muscle! You stay with your uncle and eat your cupcakes, or you'll never get anymore!" I said as sternly as I could manage. She startled, but slowly lowered her arms. Izza looked like he wanted to say something, but he kept quiet. Gigi cautiously popped another cupcake into her mouth before leaning back, resting against Izza's chest and pulling his arms around her. She even went as far as hiding half her face behind his bicep. Dramatic much? They all studied me waiting for an explanation. "I saw her at Palterro's. She was out on a date," I said. A

But you and I are still friends, aren't we? Connie shook her head. 'You were kissing Mommy,' she accused. 'Your mommy and I are good friends,' Felix blustered. He glanced at Isabella for support. Dazed, she tugged at the bottom of Brand's sweatshirt. Somehow she had to pull herself together. Connie needed reassurance—and she needed it fast. 'Uncle Felix was giving me a goodbye kiss,' she explained. 'Friends do that sometimes.' 'Not on the lips.' Connie, as usual, went straight for the jugular.

And she was already tired of it, she needed another Liz detox. Gigi did not say goodbye to the Monrae's that night. She said she had a big stomachache and went straight to bed. All she wanted to do was crying. Luckily, Liz was in the bathroom when she informed that to their parents so Gigi did not see Liz again that night.