Sugar Rush Regular Show Novels & Stories

Chapter Eight Gemma knew this fat man was looking at her, she was uncomfortable with this but because of Jethro, she couldn't make him angry. Gemma forced herself to maintain her wry smile in front of the dirty and hungry stare of the man opposite. Suddenly, Jethro's phone rang, he smiled at his partner but the fat man threw his hand excitedly. “I see you're busy, so just pick up the phone, I'm free today so don't worry.”

says the receptionist, leaving us at a table next to a large window, from which you could see the sea without any obstacle, it looked wonderful at night with the sky full of stars. "Ok" Alexander answers separating a chair for me. "Thank you" I say sitting down and smiling at him. He just smiles back and with that alone my heart starts to beat faster, as if that was possible, because every time I'm next to him I feel that at any moment it will shoot out of my chest. "Good evening Mr. Jones what would you like to order?" the waitress asks flirtatiously without taking her eyes off Alexander and that annoys me. I understand that she finds it irresistible, but she should at least dissimulate see

I took a sip of coffee when I saw my name in red letters on the front page, I spat it out in amazement. << YENNA COLLEN, IT WASN'T ME HONEY, IT WAS ANOTHER EX, LET'S TALK, OKAY? I MISS YOU... S.D>> S.D.? He signed as suggar Daddy, Jacob is crazy, what is that not him? but the article did say so.

I got you before so I'll get you again. Zack's Pov. That woman is annoying. Why did she come back here? We are here at the bar today with my friends. Many women seduce me but I don't budge. I won't shoot women until I've finished what I'm doing to Angel as if my monkey friends dare. "Dude what's up with the sweetness prank of a ZACK ERVIN, does it work?" crazy question of Zyrone. "Of course. Because we know that woman really likes me hahaha," I replied proudly to them.

" I inquire. Sugar gets a nudge from Honey, who laughs. "He's really funny, isn't he?" We're all dancers." I nod and slam the rest of my drink down in one swallow. I should have ordered a double, damn it. “Woo-hoo!" screams Sugar. "You threw that back in one gulp, that's the spirit." Someone is getting ready to party! ” I look around the room and notice that each of my colleagues is surrounded by one or more women, all of whom are stunning, but my thoughts are on Aliyah, not Honey and Sugar.

On day five, the diabetic teenager—seventeen-year-old Marcus (not Hart, just coincidence)—started showing signs of insulin depletion. Sarah's brother examined him. "His blood sugar is spiking. We have maybe three days of insulin left at current dosage. After that..." "After that he goes into diabetic ketoacidosis and dies," Maya finished. "Yes. Unless we reduce his dosage now, stretch the supply longer." "Which gives him more days but makes him sicker sooner." "It's a losing game either way." The teenager's mother grabbed Maya's arm. "Please. The pharmacy five blocks from here—if we could get there—"

I was hard again down there. Damn! "The money, it's too much. I don't need it anymore. The Russian was paid, I was supposed to be done with this sugar thing. But you're too fucking sexy to resist." I grab her neck and pulled her back for the kiss, she peeled her lips from mine moments later.

Sugary Goodness "That's not how it is supposed to work Mr. McCain. Yes... I know you had paid a large amount of money. Yes... but our girl is still free to decide. It is quite clear on the agreement sir. Let's see, how about if I set you up with a more suitable girl for you? I'm really sorry about this. Why don't you take Jaquelyn to dinner first, anyplace of your choosing all expenses are on us, as a token of our apology. Then if you deemed appropriate, she will replace your previous one? And I will take care of everything personally. Yes sir, I understand. I will set it up with Jaquelyn tonight. Thank you, sir." Damn billionaires! I finally ended his call. Mr. McCain was one of our top pay

"Where's my sugar, sugar, sugar baby?! Sugar, sugar, sugar, give it all to me! Don't care if you have anotha Kiss me like your real lova! Sugar, sugar, sugar I wanna bathe in your love Deceive me Make me think I'm the only one! Suuugar! Lie to me! Lie to me! Make me feel loved Otherwise. if. I. find. out Your Lova find you missing!" The lunch lady's seductive dancing drew in a small crowd of laughers. "That was Pop Sic's Sugar-Like Addiction. That was unfair of me. Sorry. But thank you Lunch lady-san for your performance."

"I had to grab Ransom's truck because they were blocking me in, I hoped you would recognize me." "Took me a sec." "Brought you this too." Ransom hands over a lemonade from The Café. "Dude, I'm gonna gain so much weight from this shit. I used to never eat or drink sugar, and then I moved here." "Sugar is its own food group in Laurel Springs," he laughs. I close my eyes, enjoying the hit of energy I know it'll give. It's desperately needed. The last almost twenty-four hours have been rough. "Thank you, I'm just going to keep saying it."