She Said She Adores Me Novels & Stories

She looked at me with a confused adorable face. I nodded my head. "What am I to you?" I looked at her as she began to giggle shyly. A smile formed on my face. "You're my boyfriend. And you are that someone I like romantically." A chuckle left my mouth. "And you're also the first guy I like so much. More than my kisses." She showed her thumb and pointer finger with a little distance and said, "You are a little bit more than my chocolates." Something tugged at my heart. She fucking loves chocolates and she said that she liked me more than chocolates.

she smiled ending off in laughter as she looked up at the top of my head. "I know, I look completely different when I slick my hair back. I like my scruffy mess better," I said. "No! You look better like this, hair neat and in place. But, it really doesn't matter. You look handsome whether you slick your hair back or leave it in a scruffy mess after waking up. I'll love you the same," she exclaimed. "And that's why I love you," I smiled before kissing her lips. She pulled me in for another kiss. "Fill my heart with song, let me sing for ever more, you are all I long for, all I worship and adore," I sang in between the kiss.

“You are mine, Caleb.” Every word comes out with absolute certainty, like she has repeated this to herself so many times that she genuinely believes it. “No one could ever love you like I do,” she continues softly. “Not even her.” I stare at her without moving. And she mistakes my silence for doubt. Her smile grows wider.

I hug her tightly and kiss her senseless. "Te extrano mucho mi querida princessa and I love you so much."(I missed you so much my darling princess.) "Te amo Michael mi amor."(I love you Michael my love.) Her shyness is slowly diminishing and the ecstasy in my heart knows no bounds. I lift her and take her into the shower. We take a quick shower and I help her blow dry her her hair. We again dress up and head down to the backyard.

she said with modest. If you're asking who is she? She is my childhood friend, she is Jasmine Resco short for Sane. It's been so many years since we saw each other. And it is surprising that in all of places we can met, it is this place. “So, let me rephrase what I'm asking, do you love her?” I looked at her. “I can tell that you already know the answer” Her mouth turned to 'o'. “Of course, I do. Obviously you really love her just the way you look at her. I just want it to come to your own mouth”

she told me, shaking her head at me like I was crazy but she loved me anyway. "I love it when you call me baby." "I know you do, and that's why I say it," she said softly in that gentle way she had. The one that made me insane to possess her and have her splayed out naked underneath me where I could take my time crawling my way up inside her, making her come and come some more, calling out my name-

I remember watching the lather slide over her shoulder, the water running over the curve of her back, not in a hungry way, but in awe that she let me be there. “Dorothy…” My voice is low, like I’m afraid to break whatever this is. Even saying her name feels too loud. “I should’ve told you a long time ago, since the first moment we met, how much I adored you.” The word adored feels almost foreign in my mouth, but it’s the truest one. Loved is too tangled. Wanted is too shallow. Adored is what I mean.

She was going to become a better person. When we finally woke up, she threw one leg over mine and smiled at me. "Is it just me or are our brains wired together?" I laughed and climbed off the bed. "Would you love it if we were wired the same way?" "Yes!" She said without hesitating. I loved the enthusiasm in her voice." I would fucking love it, Finn." "So does that mean you like me?" "Like crazy, Finn. Like crazy." Throughout the whole time we got ready, all I could think of were those words she used.

She huffed in response. "Bad no that is not the right word it was .... It was...... amazing " she finally said looking at the floor as if it was the most interesting thing in the world. "Oh my god tell me all about it" I blurted out. She signed "he makes me feel loved and....and" "Well isn't that the best thing" I squealed. "No it is not" she replied making me confused.

she said. I smiled “we are a fucking mess aren’t we?” I asked. She stood on her tippy toes and kissed me “well I guess that’s how much I like you” I was still for a moment, and my heart was thumping rapidly against my chest. This was the first time that she was boldly admitting that she liked me. Leo was fucking purring in the back of my head, I don’t think my heart can take this. “What did you say?” I asked.