How To Make It Up To Your Girlfriend Novels & Stories

I'd been distracted, and in our line of work, distraction got people killed. Back in my car, I pulled out my phone and stared at Lena's contact photo—one Nova had taken of her laughing in the park, sunlight turning her hair to gold. My thumb hovered over the call button. Then, like a goddamn teenager, I opened my browser and typed: how to make a woman believe she's your everything. The first result was some sappy article about “grand romantic gestures.” I scoffed. Lena would see right through that. The next suggested “open communication and vulnerability.”

“You don’t have to be brutal with me, I am paying for my sins already.” “That is why I called you here. What can I do to put a smile on her face and make her like me again? I want my wife back and I am ready to take lessons. Jessica smiled, loving where this conversation was going. She had never seen her best friend so thrilled about. making it up to a woman. “I sent her flowers and a little gift this morning. I don’t know why but I feel it’s not enough. What can I would make her so proud of me? It’s so hard pleasing a woman who’s wealthier than me right?”

"Dude,make it simple, the gesture is already extra and you definitely don't need more .just write something simple. Like, ‘Hey, I was a jerk, and I’m sorry. Want to be my girlfriend?’" Ryan groaned. "That’s so basic!" "Exactly. Because this doesn’t need to be a full-blown grand statement. Just apologize and ask her out like a normal person." Ryan grabbed a small greeting card and a pen from the counter, stuffing them into his basket. "Alright, alright. Let’s check out and head to the dorms before I get more nervous

Sarah's words resonated with Gianna, and she lifted her face to ask, "How can I do that?" "Have you ever cooked for him?" "No." "Have you surprised him by taking him out? Like showing up at his office right after work and offering to drive him home? Or you can come up with numerous exciting ways to be close to him. By doing so, he will love you even more than before. This isn't a lost cause. Sometimes, rephrase his love messages and send them back to him. These messages will remind him of the emotions he had for you. Don't let his current negativity consume you. Remember, he was once a nice guy with amazing pickup lines."

“Of course, I will do anything to make him mine. And no one could ever take him away from me again. Especially that damn girl Angela.” “Uh-huh. For sure that will never happen again but then all you have to do right now is to wash your face and have enough sleep. You still need to wake up early in the morning so that you would be able to prepare a good breakfast for your handsome boyfriend.” “You’re right mom, maybe I should just go to his house and prepare his breakfast in a way of saying sorry. Isn’t that the sweetest thing that a girlfriend could do, mom?” “You really are the sweetest girlfriend he could ever have darling.”

I walked towards my office but my secretary stopped me, “You have to make it up to her somehow.” I looked in the direction Elaine had disappeared into. “What should I do?” I asked her. Rose raised an eyebrow at me, “You're asking Mr. for ideas to make up with your girlfriend? How should I know?” “You're a woman… You understand how this works better than I do.” “Your question is above my pay grade, boss,” she said, which was really a nice way of saying I had to pay for that information. I cleared my throat and replied, “A thirty percent bonus this month?”

Her eyes fluttered open briefly and she mumbled okay a few times as he whispered to her. Smiling, he rolled his eyes in amusement as he stepped out and saw Donna. "Those two definitely got up to no good last night," he joked. "I'm sure they did," she said, "but then again, so did we. Stop stalling though and tell me your plan." Chuckling, he raised a hand defensively before continuing. "I've been thinking about the best way to approach making my girlfriend happy without changing who she is and what actually makes her happy," he said.

I asked, and just like that, his body went still. “Went well,” he muttered after a short while, gripping the back of my legs. “Happy one month anniversary.” “You were gone for a whole week. No calls. Nothing.” He kissed the inside of my thigh quickly. “Forgive me, my love. It won’t happen again. I swear.” I looked away, leaning back on my hands. “How do I make it up to you?” “Just make me happy for a long, long time. That’s all I want, Caleb.”

I say. “I asked nicely at first.” I pout. His blues bore into me while his hand lowers to the hem of my top. “You never listen, Cathy. I tell you to do stuff, talk to me but you won’t. It’s hard sometimes.” Avoiding his gaze, I sit up and draw my knees under my chin. My back hits the headboard. I count till five before I speak again. “I know I’m a bad girlfriend and I don’t listen. I know it’s so hard to deal with me sometimes but I’m sorry and I love you. I promise to try to do better.”

"I'm not talking about money. I'm talking about giving things that mattered to you. It's not my mistake, they're costly for you, which I never get why you think that." He shut me down with few words and all I could do was think about how to reply him. What happened to his words and actions of making up? What happened to- We never broke up. Never in our entire relationship. How would I know how we make up after a breakup? "It's too much," I whispered. "And I'm not your girlfriend." "Just take it. I want to do this. Don't think about money, think about the thought behind it. I just want to go back-"