Sweet Tooth Rating Novels & Stories

" I'm too lazy to look him in the eye. Suddenly he steps forward, snatches the lollipop out of my mouth and puts it in his own mouth. ”You!” I was shocked and angry. He shamelessly spread his hands: "What's wrong? I saved your life and got you breakfast. Don't you deserve a little reward?" 'Suit yourself! If I stay with him any longer, he could really piss me off. But he was very proud, the lollipop smacked loudly: "This candy tastes so sweet." "Hehe." I sneered. He leaned close to my ear again: "It must be because it adds spices that other sugars don't." What is it?"

Because my mom once told me, "Sweetness makes all troubles disappear." So, whenever I feel troubled, I eat a lot of sweets. "Do you like sweets a lot?" He asked curiously, noticing that I ate a lot of sweets. I nodded my head and replied, "Compared to other flavors sweet is the best flavor and my favorite." He doesn't eat much, quietly watching me eat or listening to me talk. I peeked at his expression as I enjoyed my food. I didn't notice the cream rubbing off on my nose. When he wipes the tip of my nose with a tissue, I feel like my table manners aren't graceful enough.

I take a breath, and I can hear the smile in his voice. "So, you want me to come over and help you finish off a mountain of brownies?" "Please, I can't eat them all myself." "Uh... who did you make them for?" he asks, and I feel a judgment coming. "Because with all the rumors about you, I think it's about seventy percent impossible for them to be edible. They're probably so sweet they'll give you a cavity just from looking at them, and I'm guessing the flavor profile is like a sugar-coated brick with a hint of disappointment."

The first piece she cut, she handed to Andrew. "I don't like sweets," he said, holding a cigarette. "So many issues," Isabella muttered, picking up a fork to eat herself. Black Swan is a high-end brand of cake, and its taste was naturally good. Sweet but not cloying, it melted in the mouth. After eating a piece, Isabella still wanted more. Licking her lips, she said, "It's very sweet and not cloying. Are you sure you don't want..." Before she could finish the word 'eat,' Andrew kissed her.

“So, how’s the cake? Is it as legendary as I promised?” “It is,” he admitted, though he set his fork down with a small piece still remaining on his plate. “It’s exactly as delicious as you said, but I don’t think I can finish it.” “Oh, come on, you can manage one more bite,” I teased. “The sugar is too much for me, Rachel. I’ve had my fill of sweets for one night,” he said, his voice dropping an octave as he closed the space between us. He set the plate on the coffee table and leaned in, his breath warm against my ear. “You’re the only sweetness I can never get enough of.”

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I highly doubt that. As soon as we reached the penthouse I saw mom standing in the living room. She walked towards me and hugged me tightly. “How are you my sweet little girl” Suzie came in too and heard mom. “Yeah, your sweet little girl got herself pregnant with a mafia’s child” she was always annoyed when mom called me her sweet little girl. “Don’t talk nonsense, Suzie. She’s your sister; not to mention twin.” Mom scolded her and we all entered the living room. Mom made me sit on the couch and went into the kitchen. She made tea for us all and we had our loveliest family get-together of all time.

I didn't hear him reply but when I looked at him, he smiled knowingly and his eyes twinkled. "That mate of mine is a great businessman. He really knows how to take care of clients. He has a lot of big plans for this company," he said with a wink . I stopped herself from rolling my eyes .Instead, I made a face at him and he chuckled. "Know what Chrissy? I can't help but smile when I remember that you had a bad impression of me before but I think you are slowly changing your opinion of me. I am confident it's because now you are discovering that I am actually a good person. The funny thing is, it's now Trevor who you have a bad impression of," he commented with a shake of his head.

He didn't smell bad, but his shirt was wet with sweat, and he might get sick again. "No, Mommy. It's just too hot here," he replied and took a bite of the cupcake. Styx grabbed the shirt and helped our son wear it. I sat back on the bed and took a cupcake. The design was simple, but it looked delicious. There was chocolate syrup on top and some icing. I took a bite, and it tasted so good it was like the heavens sang. I gave him an approving sign. "Delicious." He smiled and leaned forward to kiss my temple. "Thank you."

she said as she walked to meet the other ladies who had been waiting for her. They got inside the restaurant and it was a very classy one. “Wow, this is so good” Mrs. Hampton said as she sat down on one of the chairs while the other ladies sat down too. Shortly after, a fine young man dressed in white shirt and black trousers appeared. “Welcome to Eldorado's confectionery, what would you like to have?” the young man said as he smiled. His gap-tooth made his smile so captivating, it seemed like he was selected specifically for that job.