Spicy Pick Up Lines Novels & Stories

I lose myself there. — Tell me you're here, I say. Tell me you're real. — I'm here. I'm real. — Tell me you're not leaving. — I'm not leaving. — Tell me it's true. — It's true. It's all true. Now, stop talking.

"F*ck! You just made me sick!" Serves you right, a$$hole! "Oh? Excuse me, but what is that, sir? Don't you like salty, too?" I put my index finger in my mouth to pretend as if I didn't see it coming, but I knew sarcasm was still obvious in my tone. "Perhaps you want something spicy, Sir? There is chili in the kitchenette, there are also more peppers. Do you want spicy coffee, sir? Tell me when you want it, and I'll have it ready for you!" I continued pestering him.

"Can you move back, sir? Respect my personal space." "Tch. Respect, my ass." Aster scoffed again, getting impatient with the idea of waiting for the coffee to finish brewing. "You can't even respect a girl." "Excuse me?" "I'm sure you know who I'm pertaining to, sir Damien." "Why?" His face turned serious. Gone was the bright and welcoming Damien. "What does our relationship have to do with the likes of you?" "Oh, I'm Spencer's suitor." He faked a smile, grabbing the two cups of coffee a barista handed out. "I guess you weren't informed."

"You know what they say—spicy food's great for stamina. Real helpful for... nighttime cardio." The fryer sizzled as I flipped the sausages, numb. He leaned in, breath hot against my cheek. "Wanna guess why I picked sausage?" I clenched the tongs, jaw tight. He dropped his voice, grinning like a creep. "Nights like these take endurance... and I've got plans." "Your spicy sausage is ready. Want it to-go?" I said, voice cool. "What's the rush?" He reached for my face. "Heard you've got great hands. Came to taste something... else."

‘Huh? Alex – ‘I am working on my pick-up lines. How is this?’ ‘Pathetic.’ I replied honestly. The swift topic change didn’t go unnoticed by me. ‘How about this – Are you Siri? Because you autocomplete me.’ I couldn’t help but let out a small laugh at reading it. A billionaire working on pickup lines? Just wave some dollars in front of her and she’ll be all yours. ‘You can do better. Why working on it though? For Diana?’

I smile and look at him. "You promise," I nod my head and did the thumb thing for when you when making promises to assure him that I'll help him no matter what the thing is, "I kinda ate Kelly's pizza" he scratched his neck and slowly raised his head "She's in the kitchen right now" It took me some time to realize what he said and I kinda tell you I suddenly got goosebumps when I remember the scariest thing about Kelly. Do you know how people often ship a sweet and spicy pair like in a couple? One of them is sweet as vanilla while the other is spicy like Indian food. Things like opposites attract are very trendy when it comes to dating but what if one person has both the sweet and spicy side

There, honesty is the best policy. "You're like the ice. You're ice prince." I'm vomiting words right now, even telling him the nickname I invented for him. That's it. Stop, Evie. Stop. Shut up. Shut uppp! "Maybe I can warm you up with a date?" Bahahahaha what a cheesy come back. Is this one of those lame pick up line? The one you used during your high school era? Which is... what? Twenty years ago? Bahahahaha! "You're weird." I am still laughing when he fixes himself back to the steering wheel and gives a signal to bring the car back to the main road.

“Or I’ll have to fire you.” “What?!” I yelped. “You can’t do that! I’ll be doomed!” Panic shot through me instantly. “Fine, fine! I’ll show up!” He laughed, a deep, rich sound that made my stomach flutter. “Don’t worry,” he said, still grinning. “I’ll make sure you don’t end up out on the streets—just in my heart instead.” I know that smooth, ridiculous line was a pick-up line but damn. That laugh of his—warm, effortless, confident. God help me.

I said and went back to my phone. "So how did you and Xavier meet?" he asked taking a seat next to me. That's your best pickup line?...so lame "Oh we met through our parents" I answered and went back to my phone. "Okay so tell me about yourself," he said. ugh, can't this guy take the hint that I'm not into him. "Well I grew up with my parents and they provide everything I ask for me, "I said with a fake smile. "wow you must be really lucky t-"my phone started ringing which cut him off. Thank God.

The last sounded like an after-thought and then the call ended. Juicy stared at the phone. That's it??? He had gone all the way to Connecticut and all he could say is that he'd be back as soon as he got things straight?! "Go to hell!" She screamed at the phone. He was breaking up with her; the chicken shit! And he didn't have the guts to do it face to face! Then tears sprouted in her eyes. I can't believe he just left… "GO TO HELL!" She screamed.