Good Morning Sweetheart Novelas e Histórias

A warm smile spread across his face as he looked at me, his eyes filled with love and affection. "Good morning, my love," he murmured, his voice filled with warmth. "I could feel your presence even in my dreams." I smiled back at him, my heart overflowing with love. "Good morning, Marc," I whispered, my voice filled with tenderness.

Elena. I woke up to the sweet scent of flowers in my room. I blinked a few times, still feeling groggy from sleep. As I slowly came to my senses, I saw a beautiful bouquet of flowers sitting on my bed. I looked at the message card attached to the flowers and reads it out loud, "To the most beautiful woman in the world, may your day be as lovely as you are. I hope these flowers brighten up your day. Good morning, beautiful. Love, Deangelo."

He closes his eyes and puts his head back as he comes, agony and pure elated relief written across his face in invisible marker pen. My heart is still banging out of my chest when he opens his eyes and looks down at me, and I’m struck all over again with how beautiful he is, and how lucky I am. I hold him for a while, soap his shoulders just for the pleasure of prolonging the best shower of my life. I wake just before dawn, and he’s spooned around me, his breath steady on my ear. ‘Mi Armor" he murmurs. A half asleep laugh thickens his voice. ‘

Staring at my phone as it beeped. "Hey send me a message once you're awake" staring at the time he sent the message, it was only a minute ago. "Ethan I'm awake, trust you had a lovely night?" "Of course I did, how's your night" "Exhilarating and so deep as being in your arms" "What's with the early morning romantics?" "I miss you so badly" "I miss you as well, but I guess I miss my tongue being in the walls of your cunt"

___________ The next morning, I opened my eyes to find a pair of big, round, chocolate-brown eyes staring down at me. Heaved up on her elbow, Ember was studying me with so much intent as if I was her favorite book. Her other hand was entangled in my hair as she grazed her fingers through it. Her eyes perked up and her lips stretched in a bright smile which made my heart skip a beat. "Good Morning," she cooed, her voice melodious than the nightingales chirping outside. I mirrored her smile, "Good Morning, my love." Unconsciously, my hand lifted and I brushed the back of my knuckles on her cheek, "I woke up beside you, indeed, it's a great morning."

Every night we make passionate love, while every morning is filled with reconfessing our love with sweet kisses. But then, why do I feel like this? That is something beyond my understanding. My cell phone buzzes in my pocket as a new message comes through. Taking out the phone, I unlock it, and my lips stretch into a grin when I read Gianna's message. Can't wait to be with you. Miss you. xoxo

The day comes with a blinding brilliance. Off or the air conditioning and I get out of bed. It's December 28th.I have so many things to do today. The first thing I do is take my mobile and check calls and messages in the mail. Nothing, no calls. I hear the sound of a car parking and turning off. I look out the window; It is a car that I do not recognize. I shower and brush my teeth quickly. My hair only needs a bit of styling cream and I let it go down with freedom of expression. For at go vacation from work should serve.

The warmth in his eyes mirrored her own feelings, and a smile curved her lips. "Good morning," she whispered, her voice filled with a mix of tenderness and sleepiness. Haider's eyes sparkled with love, his heart fluttering at the sound of her voice. "Good morning, my love," Haider replied, his voice a velvety caress. He gently placed his phone aside, his attention fully captured by the woman who held his heart. Ameera stretched languidly, a contented sigh escaping her lips. Haider's gaze never wavered from her, his love shining through his eyes.

Scolding myself for obsessing over a stupid handwriting, I read the note: Good morning, beautiful! Before you panic, I'm not here in your bedroom. It's midnight now and I'm about to leave. I said good morning because you don't seem like you'll read this before it's morning. Your car is already delivered in your driveway. From the looks of it, you look like you're sleeping well. I hope you're dreaming of me. ;) Alright, don't scowl now. Remember, I'm your hot bestie and you owe me a lot for last night. ;)

My entire expression soften before I’ve even opened it. Greg: Good morning, sweet cheeks. I miss waking up next to you this morning. The small things I took for granted in the past, I regret every decision I ever made back then, when it comes to you. I would love nothing more than to wake up next to you for the rest of my life. I’m off to The Crowe’s Nest for a coffee and to explore the neighborhood. Text me when you wake up you must be exhausted.