Quotes Watermelon Novels & Stories

he replied simply. I took a bite of watermelon myself, the juice refreshingly cool against my tongue, when suddenly something clicked in my mind. "Can I ask you something?" I ventured, looking up at him. Aiden raised an eyebrow slightly, his version of permission to continue. "If you don't like sweet things, why do you have all these sweet fruits in the house? This watermelon is practically candy, and these grapes are just as sweet." I wasn't trying to be difficult—I was genuinely curious.

While she was cutting fruits, she was also talking to Elaine. "Eating more fruits will make you look prettier." Elaine sat on the kitchen counter, her two short legs swaying. It could not be seen if she was listening to Jasmine. She reached out her chubby hand to grab a piece of watermelon and stuffed it into her mouth. She had just stuffed the watermelon into her mouth when she turned her head and saw Edward. "Ebird!" Elaine’s mouth was still filled with watermelon that she had not swallowed yet. Her voice was a little unclear. She reached out her hands to Edward from far away to ask for a hug.

He picked up a rare fruit and started eating it, “Delicious. I’ve so much missed this,” Then he picked another one of the small brown fruit, “This is a rare fruit we call Ah-Kilse. Don’t mind its rough look. Have a taste, dear,” “Okay,” Lavana let him feed her the fruit and her eyes soon widened, “It’s even better than the watermelon,” she exclaimed with delight.

Sabrina nods before reciting "one cube of ice and a dash of water," "Almost perfect buttercup, in the tub beside the ice chest are preserved twills Lemon adds just one to the glass the dash of water. The water must be from the Fiji water, not our standard combined water, it must be chilled to exactly 3 degrees! The ice cubes are frozen from Evian water and in the crystal canister on the side table. The Fiji water that's in the fridge which is hidden behind the drapes!" Sabrina makes a mental note of lemon twill, one ice cube, and Fiji water.

But the stares and the gawking that I've been receiving tonight creeps my skin out, it makes me uneasy and the urge to vomit overwhelmed my senses. “Are you okay? You look like you just swallowed a watermelon” Jack placed reassuring hands on my shoulder, I jumped a little. “What!? Watermelon? Have you seen people swallowing a watermelon? That sound weird” “Exactly, loosened up and whenever you think of puking, imagine me swallowing a watermelon” I laughed a little at the mental image he was providing me.

This was going to be a long, fucking lunch indeed. “Okay well, why don’t you boys catch up in here while I go compile that list. Can I bring you some water in the meantime Elton? Or some hand sanitizer perhaps?” “No need. I carry my own hand sanitizer. And I only drink artesian water imported from Norway.” Amber smiled harder, “Well we’re fresh out of artesian water imported from Norway. We have sparkling water or roughing it straight from the tap.” “Stop being so impossible Elton. Sparkling water will be just fine. Don’t listen to him. I’m sure lunch will be lovely,” said Karim.

When he finished, Grey furrowed his brow as the water tasted sweet. "The water is sweet?" "Yes. I added some sugar. It's good for blood sugar, boosts performance and energy," Amora said with a smile. Then, Amora approached Grey, flashing a seductive smile. "Drink it all, Grey," Amora softly commanded, making Grey comply with her request. He drank the water until it was finished. Amora took the glass, placing it back on the nightstand. Grey remained standing, waiting for Amora to leave the room. Still, instead of exiting, Amora sat on the edge of the bed.

I am going to let her have it until she is ready to tell me. I slip inside the house, heading for the freezer with the usual plan in mind—grab a handful of popsicles, hand them out, win some smiles. But the second I open the door, I pause. Nah. Not today. I shut the freezer and open the fridge instead. There it is, sitting on the bottom shelf in all its glory—a perfectly ripe watermelon. Cold, heavy, sweet. Healthier too. Loria's been trying to nudge us all toward better snacks anyway.

Adam added “And the watermelon martini, and the Dirty Martini that’s really good too” “I’m beginning to think the only reason you guys keep me around is because you want free drinks” “You know what, you caught us” Elise nodded soberly. “Let's start with the chocolate though” Adam added “Then the watermelon next” “I dont have any watermelon back here” Chen replied. “I’ll call Naomi,” Adam said, bringing out his phone to do just that and so the back and forth continued.

"Fortunately, it didn't break too much when it fell." Terry noticed that she stopped mentioning that topic and didn't continue. "Can we still eat?" "Sure, this watermelon was grown locally and it's very sweet. Do you like eating watermelon?" The watermelon was big enough, even though it got smashed, it was still edible. Terry looked at her with a joyful expression, and the gloom of the past few days finally dissipated little by little. "I liked it." "Then you ate more later." Seeing him staring at her like that, Julie couldn't take it anymore. "Let's wash the watermelon first, and then cut it."