Romans & histoires Oh No No Oh No No She's Confident

I asked and she looked at me before looking back at the door and shaking her head. “Your fucking with me right” I ask and she looked at me confused “Naomi I know we havent known each other that long but I see you as the kind of person with a ton of confidence and this is only one obstacle and one you can definetly overcome” I said encouragingly. She slowly nodded letting out a shaky breath, it was weird seeing her so nervous when normally she was so outspoken on her options “you got this” I whispered patting her shoulders before stepping back.

She was wearing a hair bonnet so all she flipped was air. “ Now you are getting sassy? I hope you keep this confidence when I finally have you screaming under me” He said in a cool manner but she could hear the threat in his tone. She brushed it off getting more and more confident. “ If I don't know better then I might be scared right now. But no, we both know you are all bark and no bite” She said and he gasp, nodding his head at her words. He is so going to crumple this confidence like a piece of paper.

“That is the only reason I called you up here, your only purpose being back here tonight. Say ‘no’ to them. Say it.” “Yes,” she said in a near-whisper. I nodded. “Yes, exactly, all you have to do is say no.” “I meant,” she said more firmly now, her chin rising, “my answer is yes.” Her voice carried through the hall, calm and confident. “I consent. I will do it.” My mouth fell open and hung there. My mind went empty. For a long, unguarded moment, I simply stared like a zombie. I probably did not hear her right. That could not be right.

“what the hell is she doing in here?” Okay, he is still the same person. what do you think about, Noah Lizzy. drop your comments. love y'all, stay safe. Eniola.

NOAH , YOU MIGHT BE GAY BUT I STILL LIKE YOU " She yells at the top of her lungs . I gulp . " Kayla shut up . " " NOAH PLEASE DON'T BE GAY BABY . WHY BE GAY WHEN YOU CAN BE IN MY PANTS . " " Kayla sit the fuck down . Shhh ! " I warn her with a slur as I see the guy she was with walking out of the club to his car with widened eyes , but she didn't listen to me and kept screaming with her shitty balance , I expected her to face plant on the floor any second now .

"I am strong enough to protect her and my people. Now, I want to dine with my beautiful fiancée. Could you please leave?" The woman, clearly thrown off guard by Noel's unexpected assertion, stood rooted to the spot for a moment. Her fiery gaze flickered between me and Noel, her face contorted with a mix of disbelief and fury. Finally, with a frustrated snarl, she stomped her foot, the sound echoing off the tiled floor.

This is your first and last chance Shit shit shit.. she knows how to make me crazy and frustrated

So she ground her teeth and bit her lower lip to chase away how nervous she felt. Noah heard her, registered her whispered words at the back of his brain. He wasnt here, not entirely. He took a step, and she took one back, her stubbornness fickle and slipping. She hit the oval opulent table’s edge with the back of her thighs; the trap slowed down his advances becuase quite frankly, he liked her like this. She wasn’t scared of him. She was stronger than anyone gave her credit for. She was just shy, painfully so. He hadn’t seen it before, lost in apparitions of control over his own weakness. She gripped the corner with white knuckles. And clasped another hand in his, interwining their fingers.

She wasn't appearing as confident as she did earlier with Damon beating Noah to a bloody pulp but she didn't look frightened either. I would have thought she would have turned tail the minute she discovered Damon was dead, but she was too prideful to back down or too foolish. Whichever way, it would lead to her death. I'll make sure of it. I left Noah behind and walked several feet in front of him, not stopping until I was halfway down the field. "Too scared to fight me one on one?" I jeered, looking at the wimpy men she surrounded herself with, hoping she would take the bait and disentangle herself from them.

she informed us. "What? Are you sure?" I questioned, my eyes widening in disbelief. "Yes, ma'am," she replied, double-checking her computer to confirm. Oh, this couldn't be worse. Fuck me. T.B.C Noeline.