Name And I Or Name And Me Novels & Stories

Lucinda is still busy watering the flowers she really enjoys this more than anything Dray is still working out and checking her out every second he really can't resist staring at her every second.Lucinda is really trying so hard not to look at him cause she really feels like he is watching her .After a few minutes Mrs Ney comes out holding a chair and walks towards Dray and sits next to him with a bottle of water. Lucinda suddenly removes the earphones cause she knew somehow Mrs Ney was going to say something to her in a few minutes Mrs Ney asks her if she already met Dray ,and he suddenly stands up after doing some pushups and smiles at her yes mum we have met already she is a nice girl he

Not anymore! 𝑴𝑬: 𝑩𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒐 𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒆 𝑰 𝒅𝒊𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏, 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝑰 𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏’𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒌� ��𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝑰’𝒎 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐?

I eyed him, before taking my gaze away. "Hi everyone, my name is Moon." I said simply, and they all glanced at each other, mumbling things. I know they must be surprised to hear that, my name is kinda rare, never heard anyone else bearing same name as me, which makes me feel so special, and like a rare gem. "Moon?" Came the sweet voice again. I nodded, not sparing him a glance. I know he's shocked too, but I don't care what people think about my name, right?

me alone. Only mine… Snap

A small smirk tugged at the corner of his lips, his hands slipping around my waist, pulling me against him. “What does ampersand stand for?” he asked, his voice low and teasing. I tilted my head, my fingers resting against his chest. “And.” He nodded. “And?” “Yes, ‘and.’ The one used for connecting sentences. Why’d you name it as such?” “Add one letter to it,” he instructed. I frowned slightly, confused. “Andy?” Then my eyes widened. “You named it after our son?” He smiled at that, and nodded. I playfully rolled my eyes, but was genuinely touched. “You’re so cheesy,” I teased.

"Remember to shout AB Stranger. It's the short form of my name. And own my manhood for tonight." ...

“What?” “There’s two of us. Me and Junior, who’s named after our father.”

rather "He and His" I hope you guys don't mind.

"Mr. Zander, just ask whatever it is you want to ask." "Please can you stop calling me Mr. Zander, My name is Zander, and my Surname is Erasmus. But Xander with the letter X is what people call me, while my name is Zander with the letter Z." Wait, I think my familiarity is about to be taken for granted, what's my business with the way he's been addressed… "Okay, Zander! Is that what you want to talk about?" "No ma'am, I just. I." He was stammering.

Instead, his next message addresses the one thing I thought he was ignoring. 'My friends and the people close to me do call me Alex, and I know you should call me that too—you’re allowed to. It’s just that I love it when you say my full name with your accent. It’s sexy. Also, you’ve always called me Alessandro, so you moaning my short name kind of felt awkward. Plus, my mom gave me that name; I don’t have much control over that. I laugh at that response and type back.' 'Okay.'