Novel & Cerita Sweet Tooth Good Dentist

he touched his belly over his shirt, “take a lot of time to build, but the rest need all the sugar it can get. Besides, I can't really help it." "Six teaspoons is a lot." He looked down at my cup. "In my opinion, half a spoon is a lot less. Aren't girls supposed to be fans of sweets and chocolates?" "No. Not all girls. Some do love bitter coffee." I laughed. "My dad was a high sugar patient, so no one back home ate too much sugar. I mean, I love chocolate as long as it's rich and dark." "So, you’re a bitter person too." "Am I?"

I didn't make anywhere near the kind of money that required. Charlotte nodded. “Basically. Since this island is known for it's expensive tastes, the doctors here are all world class. The doctor on our retainer even has his own portable x-ray machine as well as a whole car full of medical equipment. He's like a driving hospital.” Dad took a sip of coffee and nodded. “If it's not a bother, Charlotte. I'd be very much obliged to have that dentist take a look at it.” I frowned. My dad hated doctors. Hated them with a passion, especially after what we went through with Mom. I knew he must be in a fair amount of pain to willingly see one.

"I'm sure your dentist will have plenty of work to do next time you have a visit." "Yeah…" Nova said, eyes trailing back over to the dessert table longingly. "Like I said, there's still some brownies left…" "Nova, you," She ran off before I could finish talking, grinning as she reached for a plate of cookies. "She has such a sweet tooth," Eric said as we watched her. "You have no idea," I said. "She'll have a sugar blackout by the end of the night." We stood watching Nova for a few moments more as Genevieve walked up to her with her hands on her hips, reaching out and trying to extract the half-eaten chocolate chip cookie from Nova's hands, but Nova quickly darted away from her, leaving Gene

I said and he smiled a bit and placed his index finger on my lips. " No need to be sorry, honey. " " Now halwa?? " I asked. " Dress?? " he asked instead of answering. I smiled and nodded. He smiled and took the halwa and ate it. " You make awesome foods especially sweet things. " " It is not like that. You have 32 sweet teeth so you love sweets." I said and he ate the halwa and smiled. " I love everything you make, but sweets... Ufff... Awesome, amazing, delicious, out of the world... " he smiled looking into my eyes. My heart skipped a beat.

The chemistry between us was undeniable as our lips moved in rhythm against one another. Gently, he raised one of my legs and wrapped it around his waist, without breaking the kiss. Damn! This felt too good after a very long time. At this moment, I had forgotten all my fears and concentrated on this man ravaging my mouth. I moaned, parting my lips slightly while he teased my ajar mouth with his tongue. He tasted like citrus and I couldn't get enough of it. I licked every corner of his mouth whilst his strong hands moved to cup my butt.

I touch my credit card to the keypad. Then I wait for him to suggest sitting at a table, but he doesn’t. He has a mouthful of beer and looks around the bar. “So you’re a dentist,” I say, determined to have a conversation with this guy. He looks back at me then. “Yeah. You’ve got good teeth.” I laugh, then sober as he just raises his eyebrows. Oh, he wasn’t making a joke. “Thank you. I’ve always thought the front two were a bit big.”

he said to me, voice indifferent but leaving no room for refusal. I accepted the bag and set it aside. Joy Silver, sitting in her seat, was very curious about this woman she was meeting for the first time. Her eyes lit up when she spotted the candy in Sophia's hand. As Sophia reached out to give Joy a piece of candy, I had to stop her. "She just had a dental check-up," I mentioned. "She can't have candy." Sophia insisted, "It's imported premium candy, don't worry—" "No. Imported or not, it's still candy."

Because I was a doctor's assistant, children often thought I was a nurse. "So, it's just okay for you to have that toothache?" Lo and behold, the child nodded. Hmph! Silly boy! You don't even need that dental checkup. You can endure that toothache, right? "Do you know where that chocolate came from?" I asked him. "This? From the company my father is working for." "I’ll tell you a secret that’s only between us. Okay?" “Okay.” "Do you know what that sweet was made of?" He shook his head.

I said. "This is you, but a better version." From the salon, Adrian took me to the dentist. The dental clinic was on the fifth floor of a fancy office building. "Open your mouth," said the dentist, a middle-aged woman with thick glasses. I obeyed. She examined my teeth one by one. "Your teeth are yellow from too much coffee and tea. There's a little tartar in the back. Three small cavities that need filling, and your front teeth are slightly protruding."

I decided to help my wife and said, "She is right aunty. You don't have to worry. Mom and dad fed us both a lot that even if we both skip lunch we will not be hungry." The food prepared was mostly sweet dishes. I got the idea that my wife has some problems with this much sugar. "Don't you like sweet dishes?" I whispered when everyone else was busy eating. "I don't have a sweet tooth," she replied. I took a bowl and placed some of the kheer in it and gave it to her. I didn't want anyone to notice her sour mood. "Should I book an appointment with the dentist?" I placed the bowl in front of her and pour another one for myself.