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A crooked smile touched Douglass’s lips. “Thankful?” “Yes.” “Then do something about it.” “Are you serious?” “Would I be joking?” He hadn’t expected Mitch to kiss him right then and there. Douglass’s eyes widened in surprise, then he grabbed the back of Mitch’s head and inhaled his fragrant scent. Mitch’s pheromones were amazing, but his faint, soapy scent was what drove him crazy. So, even though he knew it wasn’t good to be exposed to alpha pheromones too much, he couldn’t refuse the kiss.

Her question broke the tranquil silence, and I couldn't help but chuckle softly. "Yeah," I replied, my breath gently brushing against her back. "Couldn't wait to be in the presence of the amazing chef who insists on making every day special." She smiled, her shoulder shook with my small compliment, as she turned around, letting our eyes met, "You're becoming very good with your pick-up lines these days Mr., I'm very impressed."- She spoke, as she threw her arms around my shoulder, grinded slyly. "Pick up lines? I never had to use these stupid pick up lines on another since my interest were never on another woman except my woman who is staring at me with all love in her eyes."

He brought his glass to his lips and peered sultrily at her over the rim as he took a sip. Sasha nearly rolled her eyes. God, could he have been any more cliché with that pickup line? Well, she would take it like that, even though she'd hoped for more originality. After all, she'd seen men go speechless at the sight of her. "Maybe the same thing as you," she answered. "Is it?" The man flashed her a meant-to-be-dazzling smile. "And whatever might that be?" "I don't know," Sasha replied, matching his sultry tone. "Why don't you tell me?"

God she looks so beautiful when she is all flustered . I cupped her cute face in my hands . And started kissing her gently . She tasted so dangerously sweet . I think I'm gonna get addicted to this . No wait I already am . I let her go at a loss of oxygen . I pecked her lips before she walked out . Giving me that beautiful smile .

I know he's Chase, one of the 'populars', so why is he talking to me? "What do you want?" I said harshly, but I don't think he got that I didn't want to talk to him because he just smiled flirtatiously at me. "Someone better call God, because I think he lost an Angel." he smirks at me. I give him a straight face. That's the worst pick up line ever. "No someone better call the devil because I escaped from hell." I said sarcastically "Hey baby girl what's your code."he asked

I got my bouquet, I got a question, are you trying to give me diabetes or perhaps get me hooked on sugar? It takes him a few minutes before he texts me back. ... oh no, the only thing I'd want you hooked on is me Stormie and I'd never make you sick! do you not like sweets? .... the only time I really have sweets is when I'm suffering monthly, I'm not too crazy about sweets but thank you though, it's just the sugar rush of energy I needed to get through the afternoon ... you're very welcome Stormie ... what are you up to though?

and I think I was beginning to love him. Another special charm of his was his habit of sending me the corniest pickup line. It doesn’t matter what time of the day it is; he will always send one, and they are such a mood booster for me. It was on such an occasion that Liam found me. I was in my office, sitting on my desk, and swinging my legs as a child. He had messaged me that he got the perfect lines, and I was waiting to hear it out. "Hmm, I don’t know if I want to know what is going on here." Liam eyed me as he saw me. "What is making you all excited and giggly? That is very unlike you."

“I won’t, I love you so much, Sugar.” “Sugar this sugar that, is that because I’m the sweetest you have ever had? You haven’t even eaten me yet, how do you know?” “Oh please, don’t start.”

Then, without planning to, I ask a question that surprises even me. “What is your favorite thing?” She turns her head toward me, clearly caught off guard. “My favorite thing?” she repeats. “Yes.” She thinks for a moment, then answers softly. “Quiet mornings. When everything is still and no one needs anything from me yet. Just coffee and silence.” The answer is simple, but it hits me harder than I expect. I glance at her again. The streetlights catch the side of her face and the way the dress clings to her body. I keep my eyes on the road and tell myself again to focus.

“I'm going to marry you, not her.” Penny went silent for a second. “You promise?” She asked. She was feeling so insecure. Bradley nodded. “I promise,” he said. He leaned closer to her and kissed her lips. “You are the only woman I want in this life, and the next.” A pout formed on Penny's lips. “I'm not a woman. I'm just a girl,” she said. Bradley chuckled. “Okay! My bad!” He said. “You are just a girl. The most beautiful of them all.”