How To Cheer My Girlfriend Up Novels & Stories

I said with an angry tone. I heard him clear his throat. [Ehem! No need, man. Just use another method to coax her.] I shot an eyebrow up. He know another way? Somehow, I calmed. "What method?" [If you can't pursue her in a decent way, coax her in a sexy way, man.] I can imagine him grinning like a pervert as of the moment. F-ck! I groaned. "Don't you have any other ideas?" He chuckled. [Man, you really have no idea on how to make your woman feel better. Seduce her. Make love to her. Make up sex is the best, man, I'm telling you.]

I replied, trying to hold myself from letting out tears, and she gently pinched my right cheek while looking in my eyes and kissed my forehead. "Hmm, now that is what we call a teary-eyed puppy dog face." She remarked as she grinned, and I laughed when she tried to imitate my face ridiculously. "No, I don't look like that! Knock it off!" I playfully protested, but she just kept doing it and trying to collect tears that just made me laugh more at her face. It's good to have a girlfriend who makes you laugh whenever you are on the verge of crying your heart out.

"You seem unhappy today. Who made you upset? I'll deal with them for you. Or how about I take you out for a nice dinner to cheer you up?" After six years together, we knew each other well. When something was on my mind, she could always tell. I used to fall for her gentle, coaxing routine every time. No matter how upset I was, she could smooth it over with a few words. But now, my heart felt completely still. Before I could answer, her phone rang. We were standing close enough that I clearly saw the caller's name on the screen. [Husband.] There was no need to guess who it was. It had to be Henry.

We brought the dining table here in the garden and put on some light bulbs to make the atmosphere more aesthetically pleasing. "Hey. Chill! Breathe in, breathe out." My girlfriend approached me and I have no idea if she's genuinely trying to calm me down or just mocking me because I can clearly see her lips twitching to hold back her smile. I glared at her and lightly pinched her nose. "Write me a few sentence so I'd have an idea what to say later. You're pretty good at it, right?" "Oh, absolutely not. Keep it real and genuine, Jupiter."

What can I say, I’m so sure of getting a positive answer despite the negative reactions he’s been throwing all day. Or should I say, the lack of reaction considering he didn’t even get angry or rant at me the way he did when it comes to house chores- that I was too lazy to do! I’ve tried physical gesture with my hug, saying things like ‘I miss you’, to the point of hinting sex, but it’s obvious that my effort to lighten the mood is actually a failure. So… should I try again? Or just go to my side of the bed and sleep it off? Perhaps the situation will be better tomorrow? Maybe he just need some time to process everything?

When Chloe realized I had not gone to see her even after several days, she called me. “What’s your problem? It was just a slap. Now you’re giving me the silent treatment?” Perhaps she was used to me always lowering my head first. This time, when I did not reach out to apologize, she actually got anxious. She had always been like this, casually humiliating and belittling me, then acting as though nothing had ever happened. I did not respond. Instead, I sent her the revised wedding plan.

"I wasn't thinking straight. Sophia was crying so hard, I thought you were— I tried to find you after. I tried to explain. You wouldn't pick up." "Explain?" I repeated the word, almost amused. "To explain how you let her stain our sheets? How you gave her the bracelet you'd made for me, and watched her smash it?" "Or to explain how, when I was begging you to save my foot, you hung up on me the second she started crying?" With every question, another shade of color drained from his face.

"Unfortunately, I've already made my decision and it's permanent." She put her hands on her small hips. "Well, then you need to man up and get over it. All I see of you on TV is this sad hero, and hey, it may work for voters, but in real life, you are just depressing. Voting season is over. It's time to move on and be happy." "That all sounds so easy." "I'm not saying it is." "What are you saying then?" "I'm saying that I'm going to make it my mission to cheer you up. We'll completely forget about this girl and just have some fun. So, eat up then I have a surprise for you."

Alice said as her eyes glimmered with tears. Alex pulled her close and captured her in a kiss again. How could he not when she was being simply Alice. They pulled away moments later, both panting and out of breath. "You know what I think I can share my position of being Liza's Best Friend with you ?" Alex said through his panting. "Really ?" Alice questioned while taking deep breaths, trying to control her pounding heart and greedy mind from pulling Alex in for another kiss."Yeah, but only if you agree to be my girlfriend." he said, making Alice still. She looked up at him, her green eyes wide before snapping him into action and pulling him to her once again, kissing the life out of him. "Di

He knew he had to explain everything to her, but the words seemed to elude him. Max watched his boss with growing concern. Brandon's usual calm demeanor was replaced by visible anxiety. "Boss," he said gently, stepping into the office, "you've been pacing for hours. Maybe you should take a break." Brandon sighed, running a hand through his hair. "How do I make this right, Max? I've hurt her so deeply. She looked at me like I was a stranger." Max paused, thinking carefully. "My wife likes flowers," he suggested. "Whenever we've had a fight, I bring her flowers. It's a small gesture, but it shows I care. Maybe you could try that?"