Sweet Cheeks Soul Cafe Novels & Stories

Washing her face again, she left from there to her cabin. In her beige-themed cabin, slightly to the left was her rustic wooden table, on top of that was her MackBook, a lamp, a pen holder, and some other papers. A small closet behind it. Not far from the table was a large window. Since her room was on the 5h floor and there were no big buildings around the hospital as the area around it was pretty much open. Thus sunlight could easily enter the room through the window and illuminate the room naturally. On the right were a hospital bed and a clock on the wall. An ensuite bathroom at the far corner of the room. Entering her cabin, she kept her stethoscope on the table thus her gaze went to a

Susan whispered, grabbing my elbow to hide the gesture. "I am calm," I lied shamelessly. She knew it. The waitress stopped at our table and gave us a professional, polite smile. "I hope you like the view. My name is Michel, and I’ll be taking care of you tonight." "Oh, great." The sarcasm was so noticeable she arched an eyebrow. "It’s certainly... wonderful." I gave her a forced smile, eyeing the glass railing behind her and imagining myself tossing her over it. God, I wasn't like this! I never would have believed I could have such thoughts.

It wasn't the time to think about what that meant. The tent of the mother sorcerer was only five steps away. Grace came to a halt at the door and squared her shoulders. This is something you can do Grace. She thought to herself. As she brushed beyond the flap, she could hear laughter and music. She scouted her new surroundings, attempting to take it all in at once. The mother sorcerer was positioned on a hurriedly made dais to the right. Of course, she was lounging and eating pastries. There was an open seat next to her.

An innocent-looking girl of about 17 years of age was the first to greet her with a tender smile. "Hello," Arya responded blandly as they all crowded her shamelessly. "My name is-" "My name is Aaron..." A boy that resembled the girl introduced himself first with a smirk as he eyed the girl beside him with his chin raised high. "My name is Cecelia, and this is my friend Beverly..." Before Arya could respond to Aaron, another person in the group introduced themselves, this time it was a confident-looking girl who also introduced the girl with a tender smile. Before Arya knew it, everyone had spoken apart from the girl with a tender smile.

**Chapter 127: Sophia’s Wisdom** I needed my best friend more than ever. The walls of the penthouse felt like they were closing in with the board vote hanging over us like a death sentence. Damien arranged a secure location — a private rooftop lounge at one of his hotels, completely booked out for us with heavy security. No press, no surprises. Sophia arrived armed with wine, takeout sushi, and her unstoppable energy. The moment she hugged me, the tears I’d been holding back spilled over.

I don’t know what her tolerance is but I’m sure her dad would definitely not be happy with me bringing his daughter back drunk. Personally, dealing with just one angry dad is enough. She took 2 shots and it seemed to be enough to flush her face. Nervously, I took the other glass from her and downed it. I hope Mr.Brooks doesn’t kill me. “That was mine!” She pouted and I had a sudden urge to pinch her cheek. There’s no way someone can be hot and cute at the same time. You can only be one, otherwise, it’s illegal. Soon enough, the loud pop party music turned into slow and romantic. I knew what I had to do.

A giant sign hung lazily to the side: “The Sweetest Sin – LA's Most Over-the-Top Dessert Café” It looked like someone had taken an old Hollywood mansion and turned it into a pastel fever dream. I stared. “Are you serious?” Alexander was already smirking, pulling off his gloves. “You said you were bored. I figured chocolate, sugar, and a little dramatic flair might help.” “I thought you were taking me to some fancy rooftop bar,” I muttered, stepping toward the building with suspicious curiosity.

“ I’m ok Marcy can I have a cheese burger and a tea please. “ Marcy turned toward me. Her jaw about hit the floor. I have that effect on women “ that sounds good I’ll have the same” I said Marcy was about to leave. “ Wait do you like sweet tea? Because if not you have to ask for unsweetened. This is the south after all.” Celeste smiled. “Oh yeah unsweet please. Thanks for the heads up.” We got our meal and were about to eat and another guy now came up to our table.

Cassie POV As I walked through the front door of The Bean House, the tiny bell attached to the door rang out. I was immediately hit by the smell of fresh coffee and newly baked pastries. The café was decorated with varying hues of brown, white, and yellow. The seats in the middle parts of the café were arranged in groups of twos and threes around circular tables. The seats closer to the walls and corners of the café were arranged in booths with the chairs having bright yellow cushioning. Various handing and potted plants littered the café giving it the feeling of a cutesy cottage. The floorboards shone as they had probably been freshly mopped and polished. A chalkboard situated directly oppo

“It will have been a mix of the adrenaline, the fight, and the training from this morning. Your body needed to refuel. It was nice to see you enjoying your food. Do you want the cheesecake to have here or take home?” “I think I would like to have some here and then we can have another to take home” I felt genuine happiness for the first time in along time. I also still felt super hungry, and I wanted to have more cheesecake to eat at home in case I felt like a snack. Chad called over the waiter and I had to hide my smile as the poor boy looked terrified “I think that I may have to give him a good tip when we leave” “I think so, I might have scared the poor boy” I could not help the laugh tha