He Wants To Order Novelas e Histórias

He said, starting to stand. "I’m not hungry." I replied quickly, my voice flat. He didn’t budge. Just raised a brow and reached to smooth my fringe back from my forehead. "But you need to eat." I didn’t argue. I just stared up at the ceiling. He knelt beside the bed. "What would you like me to order?" I glanced at him finally. His tone wasn’t pushy. He just wanted to take care of me. "…what about a double cheeseburger? Large fries. Nuggets. A Coke. Maybe…a milkshake to go with it."

he asks. I wave the sub a fraction closer to him hoping the smell will entice him to at least try it. "Yes, and cut into fourths not in half." I finish the rest of his ridiculous special order I repeated four times over the phone today. His eyes narrow. "Are you sure. After what happened this morning..."

He…he shouldn't recognize me. “I'm afraid not, Sir. Is there anything I can help you with?” He continued staring, as if looking right through me —right through my lie. Nonetheless, he shook his head. “I'd like a coffee. Black,” typical of him. Very professionally, I looked back into my screen, carefully typing out his order. “Is there anything else you'd like to add?” “No,” he said plainly and I felt his gaze digging holes into my head. “Would you like to dine-in or takeaway?” He pondered over the question before answering.

He sat up on the bed and leaned his head on her shoulder. "Just some stuff." He said. "What kind of stuff?" "I am hungry, are you?" He asked. "Is that what you were thinking about?" "Not really but I am hungry. I think pizza will do for me." He said, lifting his head so he was looking at her. "Well as long as it's got extra cheese then it will do for me too." She said. He nodded his head. "Well I am going to take a shower, you can order it." She said, standing up from the bed and she stretched her arms.

The kind of glow that says I'm happy because the person I like likes me too? "Alright," he murmured. He then turned to the crew. "Two bacon cheese burgers," he said. He then looked back at me. "Do you want fries with it?" "Yeah. Sure." "What about drinks?" "Iced tea would be good." "Please add fries and two iced tea," he mumbled to the crew. The crew then repeated our orders before he left.

The voice asked gently. “Get me two plate of …….” “What will you like to eat?” He asked instantly staring at me. “Anything,” I muttered. “Anything?? Say something please,” He ordered. “Fine, if I may get pasta, it’s okay,” I said. ‘Alright then,” He said and nodded. “Get me two plates of Pasta,” He said turning towards the device again “Okay then, it will get to you in a jiffy,” The voice said and he pressed the button again.

I called him and after three rings, he answered my call. "Yes?" He asked. I don't know what to say to him. "Nothing, bye," I said and ended the call. But he immediately calls me back. "What do you need?" He asked. "Can you bring pizza when you get home?" I asked. "I'll be home by midnight so it will be late for your pizza, just order something and have it delivered to our house." He said. I sighed. "I want you to buy it," I said. "Fine, but it will take so long." He said and I assure him that it was fine. I can wait for him.

“Are you sure you won’t get in trouble?” “Dead sure. Don’t worry about it.” My stomach growls loudly and it has me saying, “They should serve food here.” “We can order takeout.” My eyebrows lift with excitement. “Really? I would kill for a burger and fries.” He pulls a phone out of his pocket, and I watch as he calls someone and tells whoever is on the other end of the line, “Order a burger and fries and bring it to the room.” I’m once again struck with a feeling that I know him from somewhere.

Then he saunters over to the cash register, ready to order. “Good morning, Phoebe,” he says, lips forming a small smile on his sexy lips. “Morning, Adrian,” I’m a bit flustered under his gaze and clear my throat, hoping I won’t sound nervous. “What would you like to order?” He continues smiling. “A vanilla latte with an extra shot of vanilla, please.” “A vanilla latte with an extra shot of vanilla...” I mumble while tapping it into the computer. I then look up with a perfect, sunny smile. “Would you like anything else?”

"That must have unnerved them because I know the right key combinations for the locks." "Did you get a drink? " He asked with concern. "Yeah, but I didn't get to finish the can and it's not cold now." "Don't worry, I'll order food for delivery. What do you feel like having now?" "Hmmm, Chinese noodles and seafood?" "Ok, I know just the perfect resto for that," he said while winking at me then dialing a number. "See, very fast right?" He looked at me as if seeking my approval. "Your every wish is my command,Darling."