Ma Am This Is A Wendys Novels & Stories

Zuri POV: "Darling wake up, " Amir says shaking me awake "What" I sleepily ask "I need to go to work today but I got you Taco Bell, Chick-fil-A, Chipotle, Wendy's, Popeyes, Little Caesars, Milkshake from Dairy Queen, and wings from Wingstop oh oh, and soul food from Aunt Yams Soulfood" I turn to look at him "Are you trying to make me fat? "I ask playfully as I glare at him

Once the cool wind hit her she felt like she could relax and think carefully as she put distance between them. Lost in thought as she drove to the Wendy’s she realized she had forgotten to ask Alex what he even wanted. As she fumbled through her purse for her phone she quickly hit the favorite contact with the name daddy with a heart on each side. Alex picked up on the first ring slurring his words, “swassup”. Tess rushed Alex saying “Babe what do you want from Wendy’s hurry up so I can get back.” Alex hurriedly ordered a bacon burger and rushed Tess off the phone.. Normally he would stay on the phone especially if he was drinking… Something just felt off…

When she turned back in her seat, Damon leaned over to take his hot dog from her lap. “Do you have everyone eating out of your hand, Miss Wendy?” he asked, calling her as Leonard did. She actually blushed and ducked her head. “Leonard is an old friend.” Damon chuckled, delighted at the rosy bloom of her cheeks. “Do you have any other surprises in store for me today?” he asked. “Maybe,” she mumbled around a bite of hot dog. The Tide took the field, and the very first batter walked. Wendy groaned her dismay along with the rest of the crowd.

"Wendy, where's your brother?" ***************

The car felt stuffy, so she rolled down the window with one hand and answered the video call with the other. The screen immediately displayed a pair of dark, grape-like eyes, wide and curious. "Mommy~" The voice was soft and adorable, melting Suzy's heart instantly and sweeping away her work-related worries. "Hey, Angela, did you miss Mommy?" "Yes! Miss Wendy won't let me eat chocolate!" Angela pouted, her lips still glistening with a bit of drool, already starting to complain. From the other side, Wendy's voice came through in protest, "I secretly gave you two pieces! If you tell your mom, she won't give you any!"

Amy moaned. She tastes so fucking good!!

“And one more thing, mind the way you play with your gun from now on wards, it’s no longer the two of us in my penthouse anymore. I don’t want to scare ugly and I don’t want her to know about this part of my life” He studies my expression and burst into fits of laughter. “This is fvcking crazy, Michael Luthra is actually caring about someone other than himself!” “Shut up, Dante!” Gigi 💘 We made it to MacDonald’s in no time. Amanda parked in the parking lot and we head inside. We take a table by the window, I waves a waiter over. “Welcome to MacDonald’s, what would you like to order” the waiter asked. “I will have a cheeseburger and fries” I said.

As Wendy watched Renee pick up the milk carton, she clinked her own carton against it eagerly. "Cheers," Wendy said. Just as Wendy was about to take a sip, Renee quickly snatched the carton from her hand. "This brand has several flavors. Let me see which one I like," Renee said, examining the carton. "Oh, Wendy, you bought the same flavor as mine?" Wendy immediately became flustered, her eyes fixed on Renee's hand. With a forced smile, she replied, "We have similar tastes, so I just bought the same one."

someone sings and then I feel a weight falling on top me, "Congratulations, Alpha Jae. I just got here. "Wendy," I say when I recognize her long blonde hair, "I haven't seen you in months. Come here, girl, give me a hug." Since I'm laying down, she lays on top of me and hugs me like that. Of course, I don't mind to have such a sexy woman on top of me. I wrap my arms around her little body and I keep her right here. "Did you miss me?" she asks, getting up a little just enough so I can look at her pretty face right in front of mine, "Because I've missed you so much.”

She herself could demonstrate no less. She looked Amy up and down. “How much time do we have?” “No ruffles,” Amy stated flatly as the big sedan parked in front of a boutique on Main Street. “If you want my help, you’ll have to listen to my advice.” “I know that, Mrs. Green.” “If we’re going to do this, you might as well call me Marva.” The giant knot behind Amy’s breastbone eased. The woman’s offer was a huge milestone. Reaching it didn’t mean everything was going to be sweetness and light—Marva had yet to decide to like her—but it might get them through the lunch hour.