Novel & Cerita Sweet Afternoons

His hand brought the sheet upto my neck while his eyes stared at mine . " There is no need to work today , I have arranged food for you , You can order more with the work phone in my office . Number is written beside it " I nodded . " If anything happened call the last number on the diary next to the phone , understood ?" I nod once . " Take care , we'll be back by evening "I bite my lip as he suddenly kissed my forehead and walked out . EH ? Why is my heart beating so loudly ? I was eating some chips and going at the back of the house since they had a T.V there , I walked across the cabin but stopped and walked inside it .

I stopped drinking and partying excessively and dated a few times; until, eventually, the pain became a dull ache. That was the moment that Chelsea and I became more than stepdaughter and stepmother. She was my friend and the mother I always wanted. I never told her that the man who had broken my heart was Micah, and she never asked. Pulling my thoughts away from the past, I rise when the bus makes a stop next to the shops near Central Park. It’s after six o’clock, and the sun is going down when I get to one of my closest friends’ shop. Maleah and Sage both own a small dessert shop near downtown Manhattan called Sweet Perfect. Maleah is a baker, and Sage is the one that takes care of promoti

He quickly changed the subject, eager to distract himself from the sudden rush of emotions that threatened to overwhelm him. From the park, they ventured to the Atlanta Botanical Garden, a lush oasis of tranquility amidst the urban jungle. Sweet led Seline through the winding paths, their footsteps echoing in the quiet serenity of the garden. He couldn't help but admire the way Seline's eyes lit up with wonder as she took in the vibrant colors and delicate blooms. As they paused to admire a particularly beautiful flower, Sweet reached for his phone, snapping a quick picture of Seline as she gazed in awe at the petals. She was unaware of his actions, lost in the beauty of the moment, and he c

In Amber’s home, the atmosphere was serene yet quietly tense. A fairly large dining table stood in the center of the spacious hall, generously adorned with an assortment of desserts—tarts dusted with powdered sugar, delicate cream puffs, sugared fruits, and golden pastries still warm from the oven. Their scent mingled with the faint aroma of cinnamon wafting from a nearby pot of steaming tea.

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.

She dipped the sushi into the sauce as closed her eyes as she savoured the exquisite taste . This is lovely. By the time the desserts came in , she was sure she isn't going to be able to eat anymore . But her mouth watered . The chocolate creme and totes was totally appetizing . "You still love sweet things . " She found herself saying . Not actually meaning to say it out loud . "How do you know ?? . " Came the question from Micheal . "Know what ?? " She replied back . What did he mean ?? "How do you know I like sweet things ?? . " He was getting suspicious now .

The cafe had a homey feeling to it. The place radiated a golden aura reminiscent of honey. The walls were adorned with warm tones of amber and gold, creating a cosy atmosphere that wrapped around you like a comforting embrace. Soft, mellow music played in the background, adding to the soothing ambience. The menu boasted a delightful array of honey-infused treats, from honey lavender lattes to decadent honey drizzle pastries. The furniture, crafted from rich wood and accented with honey-coloured upholstery, invites you to relax and savour the moments spent within this hive of serenity.

“Go back inside.” “Rude,” Sugar said cheerfully, sipping her soda. “I was just coming to see if you two wanted midnight snacks. But clearly, you’re busy smoldering.” She did exaggerated air quotes with her free hand. I clutched the robe tighter around myself, cheeks flaming, lips still tingling like they knew what almost happened. “We were not smoldering!” “Sweetheart, if that wasn’t smoldering, I don’t know what is.” Sugar grinned wickedly. “You could fry an egg with the tension out here.”

This Is Why We Can't Have Nice Things - Taylor Swift 🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯 The day I had was wonderful, it was so much fun on a safari to the grass garden. Even though any special people do not accompany me, I'm still happy because it's so peaceful and impressive. Why did Gerald never invite me here first? I prefer a place like this to a mall or a park full of crowds. Because in a place like this, the moment that is created is intimate, profound and full of warmth. I'm sure Gerald never knew this place.