Stone Cold Steve Austin Catchphrase Novels & Stories

Would his lips taste like coffee, or. ...Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope... The customer grabbed his drink and left. I stepped forward, and Steve’s eyes landed on me. Something flickered in his eyes, quick, unreadable. warm? Curious? Hungry? Maybe all three. By the time I blinked, it was gone. “Well, well… if it isn’t Little Miss Sunshine.” he teased, leaning his elbows on the counter like he had all the time in the world for me. “Good morning, Steve,” I said, trying not to beam like a fool.

I repeated, my voice tight with irritation. "The usual," he said, his voice low. "I'm sorry, Sir. What's your usual? With so many regulars, I can't keep track of everyone's order," I politely explained. How was I supposed to know? I'd served dozens of people that week alone. "You took my order just the other day and asked the same thing. Is an iced Americano that hard to remember?" he snapped, his jaw tightening. My fists clenched at my sides, my nails digging into my palms. Some customers really were unbearable, acting like the world revolved around their coffee order.

“Welcome to Clinks. What may I get you?” Without missing a beat, Mr Stone gave his order. “A glass of the Valentini.” He hadn’t even looked at a menu. They both looked at me and I realised they were waiting for my order. My mouth opened and remained that way while I tried to make words come out. “Errr.” I looked around for some kind of inspiration. It didn’t look like the kind of place I could ask for a beer. “She will have the same as me.” Mr Stone quirked his eyebrow at me as the server walked away.

she snapped as she grabbed a water bottle from the cooler box and threw it at him. He easily caught it and uncapped it, bringing it to his lips. And once again, Marybeth was spellbound as she watched him gulp down the liquid, his Adam's apple doing things to her no human body parts had ever done. "Sweet Jesus," she whispered, fanning herself with her hand. How she could still find him sexy when he was so sweaty and grimy was beyond her. "Do you want to go skinny dipping?" Austin asked. "Now?" "Tomorrow," he replied, winking at her. "I know a place."

"Anyway, you have nothing to worry about. We are no longer talking” "Good” "Well chill out. Your little jump scare didn't work. I left him on my own Accord” "One more thing” "Is this the real favor you want to ask or you are just going to drop another joke” "I need you to tell Austin I want to meet with him” "You don't have a phone or something?” "Well he is just as stubborn as you are” "What can I say, like attracts” "You mean like repels” he corrected. "I know what I said”

A tear fell from Stacey's eye and her friend came to console her. [Stark Villa] It was a sunny afternoon. Austin Phillips watched from a distance as Arthur was swimming in the pool alone. He had spent almost a day trying to kill the idiot but somehow he couldn't find the proper time to do that, which was annoying. "Arthur Stark you bastard, I'll make you scream for wasting my time." Austin gritted his teeth. This now was personal. Austin's cell phone rang, making him grow in an annoyance. "Patience fatty… have some freaking patience!" Austin muttered irritably, as he glared at his phone with an annoyed expression.

Steve yelled, the only reason crownd haven’t fill the place was because Steve rented their table and the ones next to theirs. “I don’t even know how you manage to come here, because this place is mine for today” Steve glare at him. “Bring it on, I am always ready for you, I am not a coward that find joy in beating a woman, if you feel like beating people up, come to me, let fight man to man, I am always ready” he dip his hand in his pant trouser and brought out his phone, he scroll to his dial numbers and click on Oliver number.

he reassured Chris and Dell when he saw them start to protest. "Everyone, this is Steven, my mate" Chris gushed as he introduced them all, managing not to pinch himself at being able to say the words aloud. He smiled when David said they knew each other. "Where are we going?" he asked, pushing his excitement down as he put his A-Class face on, he refused to let go of Steve's hand though, grinning when he felt his mates thumb brush up his hand and over his wrist.

Mused Ron " nuh uh , leave my ass somewhere else , I got no money , I'm not walking back all the way to Austin " " Just go and do your thing " snapped Conan , hauling Ron out of the car " you are going to give Jake aneurysm , if you keep acting like this , the guy already has his panties in a bunch " I didn't have my panties in bunch , but I do feel like I was sitting on pins and needles . " Alright , Alright " said Ron getting out of the SUV and shuddered when the cold winds slapped against him " you better not leave me here Knight because if I can drag the QB of the rival team to do STD tests , I can drag you as well "

Dad shrugged in the front passenger seat. “And those in glass houses shouldn’t throw stones. Let’s not forget, big brother, who didn’t bother to tell us until after taking a mate.” I scoffed, rolling my eyes. Stephen grumbled at getting called out. He doesn’t know my mate as the man he is now. And Austin is a good man. I’m not going to let him indirectly shit on my mating with Austin. ‘Who knows how to wake a girl up.’ Kayla snickered. ‘Best breakfast I’ve eaten.’ Austin taunted me in our mate link.