Meme's Healthy Nibbles Brooklyn 소설 & 이야기

“Thank you so much.” They spent the rest of the day unpacking. By 3 p.m., Maya had her room all sorted out and was in the kitchen making a light snack. There was a knock at the door, and as reluctant as she was, Maya still went to check. The blonde-haired girl outside the door smiled cheerfully at her. “Hello, my name is Annabel. My mom says to bring you some kimchi fried rice. Hers is the best in the entire street. Trust me, you will like it.”

I forced myself upright, chest heaving, jaw clenched so tightly it hurt. Elliot stepped into the room holding his tablet and rubbing one eye, completely oblivious. “Brook, my charger isn’t working—” He paused. “Why are you red?” Brooklyn looked like she wanted to die. “I’m—uh—warm,” she stammered. Elliot shrugged. “Okay. Also, Martha said snacks are ready.” “Great,” Brooklyn choked out. I exhaled slowly, forcing my pulse to settle. Forcing the heat in my blood to cool.

I asked him to do it again and when he was about pecking my cheeks I turned my head and it landed on my lips. I quickly took the snap before we could disengage. He stared at me and I kept my gaze on the pictures. "They are beautiful." I said and he nodded walking away. There were butterflies In my belly, knowing these pictures would send enough message to Stefan when he sees it.

I was immediately welcomed by loud noise — the lights dimmed, everyone dancing, hugging, smooching, grinding like they typically should. “Remi!” Maddox — Raphael’s brother — called out immediately. Our eyes locked and my smile widened. Only… he looked pale. Maddox always found me; we were best friends. I’d been close to his brother and he was my stepbrother’s best friend, so we clicked quickly.

“No, I was just at the store for a part and saw it. Don’t worry, I used the store card that Vincent gave me for extra costs.” Brooklyn nodded slightly. Hunter circled the desk and stood in front of her, holding the phone box outstretched in his hand. Brooklyn grabbed the box as Hunter slid it into her palm. “Well, thanks, that was nice of you.” Hunter nodded awkwardly. “Did you eat lunch yet?” Brooklyn quickly darted her gaze to the corner of her computer, shocked to see it was half-past twelve. “No, but I’m fine. I just had a snack.” A sly smile appeared on Hunter’s lips at her words. “Come grab something with me.”

I woke up wet and fulfilled with the guilty pleasure of having got off to the idea of my naked, bodybuilder neighbor. Seriously though, with quads like diamonds already, I wonder what Killian will look like in a couple of weeks after his superhero workouts. Does he have a bubbly, apple-shaped ass yet? If he does, I would love to bite it. I'm immediately brought back from the horny version of dreamland when I hear Brooklyn's voice. The spinning carousel with Killian in various positions instead of white, pompous horses going up and down blows up in dark smoke. "Ugh," Brooklyn shows up on my right, snapping tight gloves on her hands with a grimace. Her hair is hiding underneath a net, and I kn

A few minutes later, he returned with a tray carrying two burgers, a pile of fries, and two milkshakes. “They have the best burgers in New York City,” he said, sliding one of the plates in front of me. “Too bad I won’t be eating it.” He blinked. “What?” “It’s late, and this,” I gestured to the burger, “is unhealthy. I’m not ruining my night for a food coma.” Nate leaned back, a teasing grin on his face. “Unhealthy? El, it’s one burger. One bite won’t kill you.” I crossed my arms. “Pass.”

"We'll see." It took her a minute to remember what it was they were talking about and when she did she ducked her head and went back to eating. The look he gave her left no mistake as to his meaning but she'd been down that slippery slope once already and had no intention on going for another ride. Especially not with someone that looked like him; he was the poster boy for Player's R'Us. No way no how! Besides, they'd only just met a few hours ago. The man was crazy.

Harry repeated and within a few minutes they were driving through a McDonalds drive through. Harry chuckled when Brooklyn's eyes lit up and he wound the window down, looking up at the McDonalds worker. "How can I help you?" The worker asked. "What do you want?" Harry asked Brooklyn. "Nuggets," she grinned. "Two large fries, 20 chicken nuggets and a bottle of water," Harry said. "20?" Brooklyn gasped. "Wow, I'm being spoilt." "If this is all it takes to impress you then I'm in luck," Harry muttered.

“You in Jersey or nah?” I rub my forehead. “Yeah. Why?” “Good. I’m in town. Just wrapped a project in Brooklyn. Figured I’d swing by, see your broke ass.” I chuckle. First time all day. “You buying?” “You still ask dumb questions, huh? Of course I’m buying. You owe me like fifty lunches anyway.” “Shut up and drop the address.”