Never On The Sunday Novels & Stories

Colt was reading across from me. I looked at the screen. Mae. I looked at Colt. He looked at me. "The other conversation," he said. Not a question. "I think so," I said. I answered. "I am sorry for calling on a Sunday," she said. "It is okay," I said. A pause.

There was a distinct look of regret on her face. Bob greeted me as I walked over, "Hey there Tim. I was asking Anna if she wanted one of my famous Moscow Mules. She mentioned that you guys had broken the alcohol seal a bit early this morning." I chuckled, nodding in agreement, "You know Bob. I don't want you to get the wrong impression. We aren't really heavy drinkers, but for whatever reason lately, on Sundays - we go nuts." He laughed, "Sunday fun days is what you kids call it, right? I hear my niece say that all the time."

I replied, forcing a smile that felt brittle, like it might snap clean off my face. “It’s Sunday,” he said simply, as though that was reason enough. “I never see you on Sundays.” “Right.” I muttered, nodding. It was an unspoken tradition for as long as I could remember—we never hung out on Sundays. No reason. We just… didn’t. “I thought I might check on your sister, Benny,” I said, the words awkward in my mouth. “Didn’t you say she wasn’t feeling well?” “That was two weeks ago,” he said with a confused frown. “She’s fine now.”

Sill not thinking about that. I finish cleaning up the kitchen and putting things away. The hot case is empty and clean now, ready for the morning. They have a different crew in on Saturday so I'm off. They are closed Sundays for church and family time. Everyone needs to rest sometime. I pop in to see Mrs. Rodriquez on the way out and tell her I would see her on Monday morning...#adulting

"If that's all you came to do, you can leave now. Apology received." "Why, thank you! But that's not all I came for. There's one more thing I was hoping we could do." "What is that?" He took a few steps closer to her. "It's a Sunday-" "And so?" Andre laughed at her tenacity, carrying on anyway. "It's usually quieter than normal in the resort on Sundays. By now, I would probably be watching from my terrace how the children build sandcastles on the beach while their parents try to cover their eyes from the nasty games of groping and kissing the adults were playing in the water. Make no mistake, Colleen, that is happening as we speak. But unlike every other Sunday, I couldn't quite find the ple

Scarlett's POV I don't know what has happened, and I can not place my hands on whatever has happened. Luke, himself, had told me himself and his Boss, they don't work on Sundays the first month into our wedding and it is the truth. How did they work last Sunday, from morning until evening time?

I think Rio was worried he would miss the games, and ruin his Sunday trying to be polite, instead of screaming at the screen. “Don't worry, they know my Sunday is sports day, you most likely meet them, and they will disappear for the day.” “Okay, I will give you a shot, but you have seen how much we are into our sports. If you wish for a social day, pick a different one, like a Saturday afternoon, because my Sundays are all about the game.” “You and me both buddy, catch you around ten, and we can get the introductions done and over with before settling down in the den.”

I can't do this. Second Sunday update you all!! Enjoy!! I love you ❤❤❤ See you next weekend

She then moves in order to slam the heavy wooden door on Emma's face, but Emma quickly counters by blocking the door with her whole body. "Look! Moni, you've misunderstood. I'm not here for personal reasons; this is regarding work." Emma tries to explain, and that seems to steal Moni's attention when she pulls the door open once again, so Emma moves away from his initial spot. "Well then, Emma James, I have some breaking news for you. Sundays aren't working days! You can talk to my Alpha on the weekdays." "I know, but this can't wait. I just need five minutes.

she replied and he just released a small chuckle. "I can't assure that you we won't wear matching outfits though , especially on Sundays and Wednesdays and maybe Tuesdays and probably Fridays too " "Friday is a great day to wear matching outfits right what do you think?!" He asked looking up at her. "Are you being serious right now ?!" "Ofcourse " "No I don't think so " she replied as she picked up her towel . "You can't possibly be serious " she murmured and walked into the bathroom. Some minutes later ....