He Calls Me Sweet Novels & Stories

"Ready for your new identity, sweetie?" Whenever Joel wants to tease Primrose, he calls her "sweetie," but the sound is also sweeter. Primrose silently scolded Joel, who knew how to flirt, snorting in response. "If I say no, what if I say I want to run away? What are you going to do?" Joel's laughter came from the other end of the line, clearly happy. "Is that so? Don't you like having a handsome husband who is a billionaire and spends money every day? There are a lot of girls out there who want to marry me."

He asked and I looked at the clock "Around 8 I think" "Why?" "Nothing just ask , as soon as you go home. Go to sleep and take a rest" Why is he so sweet? Why are you so sweet? Argh! My heartbeat is really betraying me these days.. Even as Carla.. he's starting to be nice and that annoys me. I'm not falling for him right? Yes.. Kayla you're not falling for him "Kayla.. are you listening to me?" "Yes gorgeous , I'm listening" I smiled

Make something delicious for me, please," he insisted. " Alright. since nothing will change your mind. "You will be very much welcomed." I said while he hummed and ended the call. I heaved a deep sigh of relief. One task done. The second will be how to stay at home. The scenario of last night is still fresh in my mind. It wasn't a dream, but the fact that it is so far from reality makes it seem like one.

I walk away from him at the hall, towards the elevator. Ugh. Seriously just move out already. “Sophia!” He called out for me. “What?” I said, with an annoyed tone, not looking back at him. “Enjoy work, cupcake!” He greeted me with enthusiasm. Why does he call me such nicknames. Cupcake? God. Could you get any more tackier?

He laughs nervously " I guess that makes sense, but please, you can call me any other nickname, don't just call me honey, it's just that's what Jesse use to call me". He gasps "I won't, how about I call you sweetie, or baby or chipmunk". I chuckle "chipmunk?". "Yes, you can call me daddy". I laugh " Why will I do that?" "I like being called daddy, try it". I shake my head " No way"

Every few minutes, he calls to her. “Marcie,” he says. “Eddie?” she answers. “Eddie, is that you? Where are we?” “We’re safe, dear,” he says in the softest voice I’ve ever heard. No one ever talks to me like that. I wouldn’t want them to, anyway; it’s just sickeningly sweet and nice. Love is so overrated.

He also did a smart thing by dropping his number cause I lost it. Well... I deleted it. I typed his number back into my phone and called him. Immediately he picked as if he knew it was me. "Finally you called, I have been waiting." He said enthusiastically as I smiled, I wondered how he knew it was me but I decided not to ask. "Good morning, Killian." I said plainly as he chuckled lightly. "How was your night, My Sweetness?" He asked as I nodded as if he could see me. "I slept very well." Undoubtedly, that was my best night since I ran away from my mate. "How was yours?" I asked back.

I want you to call me a special lovers name but not Lover that belongs to Charlotte. "Can I call you Honey?" I smiled and kissed the tip of her nose. "That sounds perfect and only you and I will know that it's your special word for Master. I will call you Sweetheart and you will know that is my special word for slut." "Now I'm going to make you feel really good, Sweetheart. So, I want you to lay down and let me play with my girl." She put on a pouty lip. "But I want to play with you, too."

' I thought. I detached my dried lips and called the sexy angel's name, "Celine?" "You are at the hospital, s-sweety," she said with a smile. Then I felt her warm hand holding mine. 'Wait. Wait a minute. She called me sweety? I mean...huh?!' "Pftttt-!" I laughed so hard. She pinched my hand while making gestures to shut me up. But I how could I stop?! Calling me "Sweety" was enough to crack me up! I know she is my fake girlfriend but this is so fucking funny.

Like? He was funny, cheeky, playful, such a tease and he makes me feel good about myself. Plus, he's flirty, and really patient too. Maybe at first I was overacting but it's how sarcastic he is that makes him so easy to talk to. He has this deep manly and raspy voice when he talks to me over the phone, he constantly annoy me, he texts me bunch of sweet things, he's not shy to say he missed me and he calls me babe. I like it when he calls me that. Despite the fact that he already saw me on my pictures and how a loser I am cos I look like a nerd, he still calls me beautiful. He is a really nice guy and he is not so difficult to love.