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I fake a gag. “ Never call me that again” He smirks “ You sure you don’t like it?” I scoff “ pfft why would I? I’d rather jump into an active volcano than subject myself to the torture of listening to you try to be sweet.” A ghost of a smile hovers on his features and he bites his lips. I’d give anything to have him bite me like that. Okay! Time out, pregnancy hormones. That was not me speaking, I promise. He grabs me by the waist and pulls me towards himself. An involuntary gasp escapes my lips. He runs his nose down the column of my neck. “ You always smell so sweet, Sugar. Like a field of roses on a warm summer day.”

My man bought sweets from the tuckshop which we started eating . Nashe : These sweets taste amazing though my lady's lips takes the cup My lips are sweeter than sweets !, when bae compliments you it's music to the ears . " Hope you also bought one for me ," Amah said walking to us . Nashe : Naah , ask your man to buy one for you Amah : Nxaa ,he can buy me a whole candy shop for me Nashe : Yoo , he is loaded .Here

Newbie Male Courtesan. When Rohan caught the sign that Sashal was about to leave, he smirked, then spoke. “It’s not an alcoholic drink but strawberry syrup, so it’s safe for you to drink, Lady.” Sashal turns her head to face Rohan at once. Her eyes widened as she swallowed her breath roughly. She follows Rohan’s gaze, slowly landing on her stomach. “Aha, it looks like I choose the right pick-up line this time, don’t you think so, Lady?”

He followed. "You know, you ask a lot of questions." "And you avoid answering them." "Maybe we balance each other." I glanced at him. "That's a terrible idea." He smiled. "Probably." For a few minutes, we walked quietly. I could feel him looking at me. Eventually, I turned. "What?" "You look nice." "I always look nice." He laughed. "Fair." I looked ahead again. "Thank you." He smiled. "You're welcome." It was strange. The conversation was simple.

Sleep sweet ;) Ro:): Goodnight my sweets :x It has been about 4 weeks since Summer and I started hanging out together. I'd be lying if I said I was miserable. I've been having a good time with her. In fact I've been having the best time. She is amazing in every way. She's not only smart, thoughtful, sweet and extremely good looking but she's also goofy geeky and weird in her own little sweet self-way. What more could a guy ask for. Like, she's got it all and more, and obviously my crush on her just doubled, no tripled! no quadrupled! - you get the point. She's so perfect for me. Mentally wipes invisible tear.

“ Yes, he is outside. May I ask him to come in?” “ Wait! Let me see the flowers…”, I need to prepare myself for a new trap from Jean. And nothing better than to smell the scents that remind me of my mother, my childhood, and all the best they brought to me, including the CEO, “They are beautiful! How did you find them?” “ What won't I do for you?”, he lightly touches my face, careful not to hurt my bruises. - I love you, Chloé. “ I know, I'm your sweet smell of seduction, remember?”

My eyes flicker, mesmerized by Cillian’s sharp and dangerously attractive look. “Why, you look so dashing, Alpha Cillian. Now, if only you can come up with a better pick-up line. That’s a little overused, don’t you think?” Remembering his cheesy line from last year, I flash my sweetest smile to the love of my life as I welcome a tender kiss on my lips. “I get a kiss every time, so I’ll keep using it. You look stunning, as always, baby girl. My beautiful Luna.” I don’t correct or argue with him. I like that he called me his Luna. I want to be his Luna.

"Tell me, which one was the sweetest?" I chuckled, rubbing my finger on my jaw at her question. "They are all sweet in their own way" She thought about my sentence, her eyes narrowed at me "Tell me," she moved her pretty face close to me "What are the things that makes a girl sweet to you?" She whispered, her eyes having a naughty twinkle. I chuckled again. What a question. "What makes a girl sweet to me" I hummed "Her stamina, her style, her voice, her words"

she whispered, her voice filled with affection. Noah's eyes sparkled with delight as he returned the hug, his arms encircling her waist. "I'm sweet for you only," he replied, his voice low and husky, his breath tickling her ear. The hug lingered, a sweet moment of tenderness between them. Hazel felt her heart flutter, her soul soaring with happiness. Noah's words were like music to her ears, a sweet serenade that filled her with joy. As they pulled back, Hazel's eyes met Noah's, their gazes locking in a sweet, tender moment. The world around them melted away, leaving only the two of them, lost in the depths of each other's eyes.

"This tree has been here for over a hundred years. It produces the sweetest fruit on the property. Every summer." She approached slowly, touching the trunk. "May I?" He nodded. She reached up and picked one of the lowest peaches. The ripe fruit was perfect. "It smells wonderful…" She bit into it. Juice ran lightly down her fingers, sweet and fresh. She closed her eyes for a moment, completely enchanted. "My God… it’s the sweetest peach I’ve ever had." He stepped closer and took her hand, bringing it to his lips, licking the juice in a provocative way.