He Wants To Order Novels & Stories

He says. I was like, it's about time he gets it, he-he, I thought. He picks up the phone in the room to order room service. “Hello, I would like to order, please.” He says. “Ok, Sir, what would you like to order?” someone said on the phone to him. “I would like- what would you like, baby-doll?” He asked. ” I would like the Surf and Turf, please, with a chef salad and sushi, please. Oh, and please a Dr.Pepper.” I said.

I chuckled "I wanted a pizza suddenly." "And chicken." I added "Tacos." Sky added "Order it." I said "If I order it do I get a hug?" He asked cutely and I looked at him "No." "Okay I'm not ordering then." He said "a hug." "And a kiss." He added "No." "Yes." "No Sky." "Yes, one hug and one kiss that's it." Sky said and I looked at him annoyed "FiYes just go and order it. Will you?" I rolled my eyes

“I don’t hate it. Okay. Fuck Dawn, I would let you touch me all night but—” “But what?” I ask. He sighs heavily, and before he can respond, the voice comes from the intercom asking for our order. “What would you like?” he asks. “Nothing” “Dawn” “I don’t want anything,” I snap, and he sighs heavily before going ahead and ordering food. He orders fries and burgers with fried chicken. He’s basically ordering everything he can think of. He then orders an Oreo shake and some drinks. I look at him, then he goes to pay. He picks up everything, and I help him take some of the food.

"Very good!" He nodded with a smile and dialed up a place that sounded promising. He placed an order for a medium Margherita pizza, a medium meat lovers pizza, a dozen medium spice chicken wings and two large bottles of water. Then he gave the address, reading it from a card on the coffee table. "Ok, forty minutes until we eat," Kyle announced as he hung up. She patted the mattress beside her and he reclined on it next to her, propping his head up on his hand as he looked into her beautiful dark eyes.

I concluded, smiling charmingly at him. “I would like stir-fry noodles, two plates of burger, a load of fries, a sandwich, and a truckload of beef with celery toppings……” his order continued, after he mentioned the first five items, I zoned him out. I fought the urge to roll my eyes. Not only did he come in late and cut my evening short, but his order could feed eight hungry people.

I look at him once again as I study him; I need him to get out of his mind, “I am heading into the city this morning if you want to come with me.” And then finally a descend conversation, “What are you going there for?” I cannot help but smile at him, “I need things that the local store does not sell.” He looks at me rather confused, but yet I still have his attention. Then he asks, “Can't they order it?” I only but sake my head at him, “It's quicker to do it myself.” Once again, much to my surprise, in nods, “Give me a minute to get changed.” “I will wait for you at the truck.”

“I can order for myself.” “You can,” he agreed, leaning in slightly, “but you didn't. Want to spend the whole time sipping water?” I sneered at him, quite speechless, but then I refused to back down. “And what if I don’t like what you ordered?” He smirked. “Then I suppose you’ll go hungry.”

“The CEO hasn't come yet. But he left some documents on your desk for you to work on. She said.” Okay, thank you.” I said as I entered my office. Of course! I have an office. “Hi, Laura. Do you mind having lunch with me during break time?” Nora asked me with expectations. “Not at all,” I answered heartily. “Hey, between tea and coffee, which one does Mr. Cole like?” I asked her. “Coffee.” She said, “Okay, umm… do you know how he likes his coffee?” I asked her. “Yes, black coffee with no milk and sugar. Just plain,” she said.

“Thanks for meeting me, man. I need this, I have had such a rough day.” “What happened, tell me…excuse me…we would like to order now.” He says while calling one of the waiters. “I would like a chicken piccata and a coke please.” “I would like the same please, thank you,” I say as the waiter jolts something down and goes finally giving us some privacy. “So, talk to me,” Leo says giving me one of his concerned looks.

"Let me place your order." He lowered his gaze and took out his phone from his pocket, planning to have Henry personally go to the hotel to collect the order. After putting down the phone, his gaze softened slightly. "I'll leave after you finish eating, okay?" As soon as he said that, he received a message from Joey. "I have something to do, I'm leaving first."