Stupid Pick Up Lines Mga Nobela at Kwento

Locan's phone, which he'd apparently left on his desk, started to vibrate. I paused, setting down the handful of fasteners I was holding, and glanced at the phone to see who was calling. "Stupid," I read aloud, my eyebrows shooting up. Who on earth was named "Stupid"? Seriously, what was with Francis and his questionable choices in contacts? Naming someone "Stupid" was just plain mean. The call ended, but less than a minute later, the phone vibrated again, the same name flashing across the screen. I hesitated for a moment, then sighed and picked up the phone. I had no choice but to answer it.

☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ JAMES POV As per her instruction once she left my office I read the note that she gave me Dear Mr. Ceo It hurt to see your gorgeous face everyday but who am I to complain? Smile but not to often because the female population might not survive😉 It makes me laugh out loud. I did not remember when is the last time I laugh this loud and so carefree. She thinks I am gorgeous? She is the gorgeous one. If this is a pick up line I am 100% sure it is effective because I am ready to follow her wherever she goes. One sided love sucks! What I mean one sided crush sucks!

His grin widened, all easy charm and relief that I was talking to him. “You remember that?” “How could I forget? It was the single worst, most cocky, most ridiculous pick-up line I’d ever heard.” I shook my head, still laughing. “I almost poured my drink on you.” “But you didn’t,” he pointed out, flagging down the bartender and pointing to my glass for a refill. We both laughed now, the tension from earlier in the office momentarily forgotten in the shared stupid memory. The laughter faded into a comfortable silence and I swirled the whiskey in my glass.

It says, “Look, I hate to interrupt your night out, but what I have to tell you is important.” I respond, “Lol. Fine, I will play along for now. I am bored anyway.” He types quickly, “You have to get out of this bar now. Don’t look around, just go quickly.” Just who does this guy think he is? What the hell kind of request is that anyway? “Dude, seriously. You need better pickup lines. I don’t give a fuck who you are because you are not my boss, so go fuckoff.” Yeah, I might have been a bit rude, but seriously, who does he think he is?

“We could do that.” “I love it when they’re so confident.” I shook my head, taking a deep breath in a bid to regain my bearings. And to think that was the dumbest pick-up line I’d ever heard. He wiggled the five hundred dollar bill in front of my eyes. “Um, hello? I’m not playing.” “Fine,” I groaned, snatching the five hundred dollars from his hand. “I will bet five hundred dollars on not getting your disgusting cock anywhere near me tonight.”

"Ma'am, pick me instead. I have a nice body!" "Pick me, I have good stamina!" "Pick me, I know many tricks!"

For a change, he gave me a beautiful smile, which I most definitely didn't stare at for longer than a second. "Did anyone ever tell you you're stunning?" The blush was starting to creep down my cheeks from his stare and his words. But I couldn't let him know he got to me with his cheesy lines. "Did anyone ever tell you, your pickup lines are rusty?" "I think a beautiful woman at the airport told me that approximately 30 minutes earlier, yes. But they are not really pick-up lines if they are the truth." What is it about this man and me becoming soft around him?

I haven't responded to him before he said, "You light my world the moment you step in." I scrunch my face in confusion. "What?" "That's a pickup line", Becky commented. I burst out laughing at Becky's comment. "A pick-up line? It sucks." I laughed some more. The guy was handsome no doubt but, what sort of pickup line is that? I asked inwardly. The first thing you say to a girl is a pick-up line? That's absurd! The guy only smiled as he stood with his broad shoulders confidently, twirling his fingers around the glass of wine in his hand.

The memory was so vivid I could almost smell the candles—he always mixed the scents just right. A real smile tugged at my lips since I lost them for the first time. “And when he screwed up? Forget flowers—he’d come home with a spa gift card. Oh, and his jokes…” I laughed wetly. “God, the terrible pick-up lines.” “Like what?” Luke asked softly as he pulled back onto the road.

The next words that came out of his mouth surprised me. 'As if. Even an insane person will tell who was in who's the way. Is he stupid? Of course, He is! Otherwise, no one would come up with such a bad excuse.' "Did you just called me Stupid?" "Oh, God! Don't tell me I said that out loud." "Stupid girl. God can not answer you. But just for your information, you did say it out loud."