Kiss Me To The Phone นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Fine. We're just teasing you, Jackie. You know how I am. Don't take it seriously, okay? How about we get refill coffees and talk about something el—" "No," I said pointedly. There was no way I was standing down now. "I know you're teasing. But we're arguing about me being uptight right? I'm only going to show you that you're wrong. Besides, it's not a big deal. It's just a kiss. A little kiss never hurt anyone," I laughed. As I spoke, my eyes darted toward the door as I prayed the café wouldn't have any other customers until it was time for me to leave.

I'm really good always and forever. "Send it to me." Flicking my tongue I said, my cellphone suddenly rang so I reached for it and opened the picture given by Yujin Ha. I read all of it and I almost vomit. Yuck, that manager-I mean Dean and this Adela is an example of the word kadiri, they even use the endearment 'Honey' "I want to vomit, Yujin Ha." I whispered. "Yah, I almost vomit and you just want to vomit. My stomach was worse than yours." It also whispered back.

Remember to send a picture. Byee. Emma.

Bella "Isabella!" He grew impatient with my silence. "I'm not telling you anything." But maybe you will. As I considered how smart it would be to record this call, I hurried toward the kitchen. Margie raised her brow as I hurried there, but she didn't scare easily. She waited patiently as I gestured at my phone as I set it to speaker, mouthing, where is your phone? She handed her phone over without question. After she unlocked it, I quickly went to the video app to record.

To: 09 ********* "Ok, fine! You didn't force me anymore! Delete this number and do not reply to this message. I don't like talking to you." I let go of my phone again but I immediately picked it up when it rang. From: 09 ********* "I'm sorry. I just want to say hello to you. Are you okay? Didn't you miss me? Because I missed you!" I somehow felt butterflies in my stomach when I read his message. I looked at my phone for a long time before I replied. To: 09 ********* "I'm fine. Don't message me anymore, I'm going to sleep." Even before I could lie down, it rang again so I looked at it annoyed, and replied to him.

"Come on, Tyler. Quit playing around." He tapped his hand on his cheek. "A kiss on the cheek. That's all I ask." I looked at him for a long while, weighing my options. It was just a kiss on the cheek right? I think I could do that. Finally, releasing a heavy breath, I said. "Fine." I leaned toward him and kissed him on the cheek. Just then, Tyler move my phone in front of us, while I kissed his cheek. By the time I looked at the phone to see what he did, he moved the phone from my reach again and began to type something on my phone.

I ask her without an interest in whoever it was as I didn't expect much. “It's Ares. You know what, if you don't want to speak to him yet, you don't have to speak to him. He can wait till another time. The audacity he has to call you by this time. I don't know why he would look at someone so pretty and loving like you and decide that he would rather lose you to those tiny things he goes about flirting with.” She slams the phone on the bed in anger. I could see that Sloane is not a fan of Ares at all Taking a deep breath in, “Let me have the phone, I'd speak to him”

With this positive momentum, my influence and income kept rising. As usual, I declined Raymond's call. Moments later, several messages came in. "Adeline, today's my birthday. Can you come celebrate with me?" The doorbell suddenly rang. I opened the door, only to see a hotel keycard on the floor. It instantly reminded me of the card I once gave him a year ago. It felt like deja vu—but this time, the tables had turned. The hotel room door was slightly ajar. The moment I opened it, I was pulled into a tight embrace.

“What?” “Possessive much?” You don’t know the half of it. Jack permitted a feral smile. “Better learn that early on.” He pushed back and tucked the phone in her front shirt pocket. “Go upstairs and make your calls. I’ll be right up.” Keely sauntered away. Jack dug his cell phone out and brought up the engagement picture he’d forwarded to himself. It exemplified a couple who looked wildly in love. He reworded the text message and hit send all.

Ethan’s quiet for a moment, and then his voice softens. “You’re right. I’ll handle it. I’ll find her. You’ve done enough already.” My chest tightens with relief, but the feeling is short-lived. Because at that exact moment, my phone buzzes again, another message coming through. “Hold on,” I murmur, glancing down. The preview flashes across my lock screen and my blood runs cold. It’s a picture of me and Kieran kissing. Right outside the theater. My hand goes numb. The phone nearly slips through my fingers.