Regular Show Benson's Suit Novels & Stories

Shock all over her face. I stopped in front of Ryan. He looked wrecked—pale lips, eyes full of fear. I tossed him the tablet. "Go. Grab everything from my locker—the HOMEMADE TOYS you trashed. Now." Calm voice. No room to argue. "Y-Yes, sir." He bolted, like a kicked dog. I stripped off my uniform and stepped into the heavy bomb suit, locking the helmet in place. Fully geared, I walked toward the device.

He was dressed in a black suit and his gray tie tugged firmly around his neck. All the years Sharon spent married to Derek, she had known he had many tricks up his sleeves. This time, she was curious on what new trick he would display. But, seeing this elderly, cooperate dressed man holding a suitcase, she said to herself "So, he's eventually going to give in." She smiled, praising her hard work. “Mr. Maxwell, you made it. Good to see you.” Mr. Benson stood up and shook his hand. “I’m sorry I’m late.” He apologized.

I was stunned as I hadn't seen him dressed like this before. He mostly wore plain shirts and black trousers, and sometimes he wore tailored suits. So seeing him in a casual wear as he wore white canvas shoes made him look breathtakingly handsome. "Cat got your tongue?" Alpha Benson demanded as he saw me gawking at him from head to toe, instead of greeting him. I was only wearing a white towel around my chest, and I became conscious of my body that I was slightly unclothed.

Greg mumbled suspiciously. "Isn't it obvious?" Benson said from behind as he walked out of his room with his bag, "Probably for the exact reason why I'm leaving for school earlier than usual" Benson smirked. "You were dressed all along?" Marc asked in bewilderment. Benson shrugged, "of course, I'm in love but I'm not stupid. I know what is right and I do what I should do at the right time" "So what is your reason which should be Otis's reason for wanting to leave early too?" Dylan asked, folding his hands across his muscular chest.

He asked angrily, and attempted to drop the clothes in the wardrobe. “I will be ruthless with her. She would regret ever meeting me,” Benson concluded with visible anger. Now, George was weak, and could not think of what to do. To steady himself, he left the window, and walked back to the couch. Then, he simply asked the overzealous Benson, “Who will you be ruthless with?” Likewise, Benson, who thought that he was protecting his big brother from a forced marriage, was surprised at his question. He locked eyes with him, and inquired, “What?”

Pretend to go to the ladies room, the 'I'll be right back' routine, then when he's out of sight she'll slip away to head west and meet her mother. Benson handed her the two cups and reached for his own, but turning to her made him blink when he saw the first one empty back on the counter. "Wow that was quick!" He said surprised. "I don't take shit" she said sipping at the second to make it last. He only shook his head "You know, you always look like a police officer with those teardrops on" She subconsciously shifted the glasses higher "A police officer? I was going for the Maverick look really"

I sighted him at a corner of the restaurant, looking classy in his neatly designed blue suit. “He's an Okay man,” I said, almost whispering to myself as I observed his good-looking physique from a distance. His brown curly hair, toned to one side of his face was well-fitted with his beautiful brown eyes. “I'm glad you honored my invitation.” He said as I walked towards him. He stood up moving towards me as he pulled the seat beside me gently, giving me the leverage to rest my buttocks comfortably on the warm cushion. I was amazed by Mr. Benson's first impression. He acted like a perfect gentleman, making me feel like the queen that I am.

"You don't have to be nervous, you know." "And why is that?" I asked him. "You are beautiful, and Brenda told me the men liked you a lot, so just be yourself." "Well, that's easier said than done. This dress is throwing me off. I don't usually wear dresses." "Well, you should wear them every day because you are a stunner," he admitted, and I cleared my throat. It was obvious that Brenda had a thing for this Paxton and even though I found him handsome, he didn't do it for me, so I would not entertain him.

Without giving her further words, Benson gives silent order to his bodyguard that stands by the stairway and he scoots close to us. “Take her away.” Was what he said and the guy comes to drag Mae away. She curses at her father in…Russian? I'm stunned and I stare at Benson in shock. Is Benson a Russian? I never peg him as one. If he is, why then is he hiding his identity as a Russian? “Wait…did she just…?” Benson cuts off my words with a wave of his hand to the bodyguard that stands by his right in the darker parts of the area.

Benson was a friend of Sophie which she meet at the restaurant back then he didn't knew who she was and tried to woo her even sprout lot of things like her becoming his personal waitress and he was caught of guard when Sophie revealed who she was, obviously things didn't work out in a romantic with him but they became closer friends since then and she always used his words back then to tease him. Benson maintain a huge smile despite her teasing and reply " at least I get to pay for your meal for the first time, If you need anything extra you can asked the waiter but I have to hurried back in I making a new recipes and too bad you aren't allowed to have a taste also don't forget to report to