He Wants To Order Novels & Stories

He was about to say something but the waiter came to take our order. "Why don't you order something after that i will explain you everything" He said. I was really hungry afterall i skipped my lunch today so i ordered a latte and chicken sandwich while he order a coffee for himself. After few minutes the waiter came with our order. "I need your help Athena " he said "Ok so how can i help you?" I asked "I want you to act as my fake girlfriend " he said "What??" I was shocked will be an understatement. "I mean why??" I asked

They was a little while of silence and he was about taking his drink. “uh...” She suddenly said. He spared her a glance. “so if I wanna order pizza, what name should I call as the person who referred me?” He scoffed. “since you already know why ask?” he raised a brow. Her brow furrowed. “what do you mean by that?” She was acting weird again... like anxious or... He just couldn’t place it. “Have we met before? Aside in the supermarket?” he asked leaning close on the table.

he asked, and soon I understood that he was going to order food from a delivery service. " The last few days I haven't eaten anything," I told him "But now that hunger has finally decided to show up, anything will do.” He looked at me and still had a smile on his face, then went back to typing quickly on his cell phone. After he finished his order, he came over to where I was, still lying on my bed, now covered by a sheet, but not lying down with me again. " What do you say when we take a shower? " he suggested.

| hadn't even noticed. Logan:"Okay, this can't happen again. What do you want to eat?" -He picked up my phone. "What are you doing?" Logan: "Making sure you eat. The order will be here in 20 minutes, actually make that 15" "That's impossible. You don't even know what I want to order... Though, I can't decide either." Logan: "Then leave it to me... Hello? Yes, I'd like to place an order for Pierce group...

“Can I treat you to a bowl of ice cream whether or not you'll drink it?” “I really can't be around people right now.” He looked out of the window. “Nobody said anything about walking into a store. I'll order it so it gets there before us.” I smiled at him. “Do you have my card details?” He asked. “I don't need it.” I said with a little pump in my shoulders. “Just take it.” He pushed it on my thighs.

What is it about that damn door that is freaking him out so much? ‘Stand up.’ I tell him, he seems confused but he stands. I rearrange our sitting positions so I’m the one facing the door and not him. ‘This is better.’ He offers a small smile but his shoulders are still tense. ‘Should I order now or should we wait a bit?’ ‘We can order now.’ ‘Okay what do you want?’ His eyes fall on the ginormous barrels, ‘beer.’ ‘That’s exactly what I was thinking.’ I say with a grin, ’wait here I’ll get us a beer.’ I stand and his face immediately turns pale again.

He asks. "...No. Anyways, is there something you want to order?" I ask extra cheerful. He's quiet for a moment, and then says, "I'll have two Sprites. I'm waiting on my other friend." "Great, I'll be right back." I say. I fill up two cups with the soda, and place it back down on the table. I notice Jase has arrived and ask, "Are you guys ready to order, or do you still need a few minutes?"

A bit spicy, a but tangy and just a bit delicious. Not really? Can I order through you? Pepperoni. Do you need my address again? His reply was immediate, again, does he just sit there on his break or something? Yep I'll pass it on, it's on the database dw. I nodded. "Done," and placed my phone screen down on the carpet and sighed, "Wait you ordered?"

I lay next to him as we watch his phone while he scrolls through some delivery apps on his phone. “What do you want?” He asks while I feel him playing with my hair. “Vanilla smoothie. Chocolate smoothie. Lasagna. Make sure it has lots of cheese. Possibly extra cheese. Oh, and could you order some fries too? No flavor. And don’t forget the ranch.” I answered without hesitation. He stares at me with widened eyes so I asked, “What?” “Nothing. I was thinking you’d eat a lighter meal since we just ate.” “I’m really hungry.”

He looks so uncomfortable and out of place, unlike his father, who even if he was acting I couldn’t tell because he seems so genuine. ‘’Asher,’’ I greet him with a smile when it was his time to place an order. He gazes at me for a while before shaking his head. ‘’What would you like to order?’’ I ask, guessing that I might as well keep it casual and treat him as any other customer. ‘’A black eye.’’ He glances at the menu before saying, ‘’an avocado and egg sandwich. White bread, toasted.’’ ‘’Ok.’’ I nod and just like that, this man manages to kill my mood.