Ma Am This Is A Wendys Novels & Stories

Am I being a bitch? Cortland finds the first Wendy’s, and we hit the drive-through. He is thoroughly amused when I give him my order—a single hamburger with everything, large fries, a large Coke Zero, and a large frosty. I simply shrug. Once we get our food and hit the road again. I get Cortland’s out for him, open his sandwich, and arrange his fries so he can eat and drive.

” She gives me a wink. ”Like Wendy says I’m Eric. It’s nice to see Wendy talking to more people.” He smiles and hits Amber with his elbow to introduce herself. ”Oh, I’m Amber Lee. You’ll see me a lot since I like to spend time with this cutie.” She says grabbing Wendy’s arm while giving me a sweet smile. ”Now let’s eat! I’m hungry.” Wendy says, grabbing her stomach pouting. Amber pinched her cheek. ”Of course. Anything for you.” Wendy smacks her hand away.

However, Amy is surely watching everything. "Simp." Amy says, smiling at the waitress who blushes uncontrollably knowing it was meant for her. "What?" Adam asks. "Sorry,slip of tongue. I meant one sub sandwich for me." Amy elaborates herself while the blushing waitress clears her throat. "Same for me." "Would you like some drink?" "To get wet?" Amy teases but this time the waitress whose name tag says it's Maggie, ignores her remark. "I meant to say two diet coke please. We need to get our throats wet, It's been dry for a while now."

Wade, and he promised to visit the head office over the weekend to see me. I finally got into my car with Amara, and we left the branch. It was already evening, and I observed we had a two-hour drive home. Amara didn't request me to buy anything for her, but I knew that she might be famished. I spotted a nearby restaurant and drove my car into the front parking lot and parked. "Why are we here?" Amara asked me as I pulled off my seat belt. "Don't you see the inscription at the top? It's a restaurant, or are you not hungry?" I inquired.

That's why I take Amanda through them, l those tarnished roofed closes and rain-coated streets. No squad. Just us both, strolling. We stop by the movie shop and I buy a wrestling film—WWE's smackdown. Then we buy powdery popcorn and share it, the milk and sugar sticking to our fingers. To Amanda's upper lip. She let's me wipe it.

"What did you guys had for dinner?" "She's playing in the game arcade. We had burger and chicken wings." "So unhealthy." "Come on, mommy." Flynn mimicked Amari's voice. "This time only..." And then he went back to his normal voice and whispered. "The woman next to me looks at me like I'm crazy." I chuckled and said, "Anyways, I will see you two later." "Bye, pudding. I miss you so much." I rolled my eyes and shook my head. "Bye."

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."

Mia glanced through the menu. “I will go with a mild, less sugary dessert.” she said. “And you, Miss. Amber?” Kate asked after writing down their orders on her tabloid. “Fried chips and coffee.” I said and she left. “Seriously? Is that what you want to eat?” Isabella raised a brow. “Well, it’s not her fault. Early days in Chase bank have made her forget better meals.” Mia smirked, muttering the words as though she was a pope, I smirked.

Wendy's visits to the mansion had become too frequent, but I didn't stop her from coming today. "Sure, I'll be home," I replied, and she promptly responded with heart and kiss emojis. I paid little attention to it and set my phone aside, waiting for her arrival. After about thirty minutes of lying still, I heard a car pull up in the driveway, and I went downstairs to greet Wendy. She looked stunning in a red trouser suit, but suddenly, her beauty didn't appeal to me. She hugged me, and after exchanging the usual pleasantries, we settled in the living room.

We go to our locker rooms to change, but this was not the way it was all supposed to happen. Walking out of the locker rooms Bram is waiting in the hall, he turns and gives a half man hug and says, “Man, bro, thanks for helping my sister. She looked really freaked out. I do not even know what is going to happen now. Can you believe the Amory is dead?” I will not tell him yet, but his sister is my mate. I feel like her and I need to talk first, especially after she seems not to recognize me as her mate.