I'll Go With Sweet Today Novels & Stories

"We were talking about something before you came." "What?" Reese asked curiously. Her stomach growled again. "Is it food? Because that’s the only thing I am interested in right now." "Food?" Lucy laughed. "Not food. Today is Friday.” She raised a brow. "And?" "We were planning on going to the club." Lucy told her. Placing her arms over her head, she eased back on the chair. "Not interested. You guys should go and have fun." "Not without you." Lucy muttered.

It’s easier. [💐] 5:57am | Sutton will join. Don’t want to wake her. She needs this. [⭐️] 5:58am | Ill grab the snacks today. Anything in particular? We all fire off what we want. I’m walking into work now as I send this final text. [🦋] 6:00am | Don’t forget Suttons sour patch. Anyways love you girls. Have a beautiful day. We’ll see you all tomorrow. Heading into work xx

I said. "And painful. It's official- Janelle is the one out of three of us that will have the worst day." Sofia said. "When you say it like that, it sounds like a sort of curse." Layla laughed. "What are you going to be doing with the rest of your day?" I asked Layla. "I'll be in my most comfortable set of pajamas, binge watching Mean Girls while consuming the biggest tub of strawberry ice cream New York city has to offer." Layla replied, a wide smile on her face.

After dinner, the temperature dropped, so we headed back to the hotel earlier than planned. Annie spotted a deck of cards and some dice on the table, looking excited. "Let's play some drinking games!" I shrugged. "Fine, we can play, but why the drinking?" She pouted a little at that. Britney laughed and said, "She's an adult now. If she wants to drink, let her. It's better that she tries it with us instead of ending up overdoing it outside. We can also see how much she can tolerate."

Maleah states with a pat on my back. Even if working at Sweet Perfect is not where I saw myself going, it feels good to have something to do. I’ve always enjoyed working with Maleah. Sweet Perfect’s catering is in high demand. Maleah does a lot of work for very important people in the city. Over the years that I’ve worked at Sweet Perfect, I’ve helped cater to some pretty prominent people. I’ve even met a few. I rocked all of those jobs. Too bad that my personal life is such a mess.

I highly doubt that. As soon as we reached the penthouse I saw mom standing in the living room. She walked towards me and hugged me tightly. “How are you my sweet little girl” Suzie came in too and heard mom. “Yeah, your sweet little girl got herself pregnant with a mafia’s child” she was always annoyed when mom called me her sweet little girl. “Don’t talk nonsense, Suzie. She’s your sister; not to mention twin.” Mom scolded her and we all entered the living room. Mom made me sit on the couch and went into the kitchen. She made tea for us all and we had our loveliest family get-together of all time.

"We have a lot to talk about tomorrow. I'm taking the day off tomorrow. Can you talk to Miles to give you the day off? Let's hang out tomorrow," "Really?" I sat up on the bed immediately and smiled brightly. "I know you have missed me so much and can't wait to see me. Save the excitement till tomorrow. I took the day off especially for you, so let's spend all day together," "That's so sweet," "Yeah, I'm the sweetest friend you can ever ask for. I need to go now. Let's see tomorrow," The call finally ended, and I smiled.

he said, “good morning love” Celine replied, “Did I perform well?“ Charles asked, “you tried, but did you enjoy me, do you have It to the fullest?“ Celine inquired, “I love the way you gave me to the fullest, I didn't know that you can make me happy and give me to the fullest,” Charles said, “did you find any sweetness in me?“ Celine asked, “didn't you hear me call you sweetheart this morning, babe, you are too sweet, I don't think I can share you with anybody, because I thought Richard has finished all the sweetness In you, eh, babe, this remaining sweetness Is for me alone,” Charles said,

I think I’d officially fоund my cake ѕоul mаtе. “I’m Izzу,” I rерlіеd ѕmіlіng bасk. “After thіѕ mоrnіng I nееd thе еxtrа ѕugаr tо get mе through this аftеrnооn.” It hаd bееn a lоng morning, and I wаѕ expecting thе afternoon tо be even ѕlоwеr.

He’d loved me. Until I dumped him. Sighing, I sank back against the vinyl booth and eyed the door. Maybe Wes was going to stand me up. A small, petty little way to get back at the girl who’d broken his heart. I picked up a packet of artificial sweetener and began shaking it. Around me, the stares were obvious. In the corner, Dottie Daniels, founding member of the Blue-Haired Biddies, sipped her tea and sent poisonous looks my way. For a nice old lady, she sure did have the evil eye down.