Terms Of Endearment 2 Novels & Stories

“Anything for you, babe.” Her eyes widened in surprise. “Babe?” she asked because it was the first time I was using an endearment term for her. “What? You don't like it?” I playfully raised my eyebrows at her. “What about Honey? or Sweetie?” She smiled and shook her head. “Babe is fine. I just have to start getting used to it.” I caressed her cheeks. “We will go at your pace.” She nodded and stood from the bed. “I should get ready.”

“You’re getting the whole thing wrong, sweetheart” I cringed at his use of an endearment. I can never get used to that even if he says it to me a thousand times. It will only make me want to puke. “I’m not going to kill that bastard just because he took you. Do you know how long I’ve been waiting to snuff the life out of him?”

"So satisfied. Always satisfied. Thank you, my love." "It's been a while since you called me that." "I am sorry, I don't mean to bully you!" "No, for some reason, I feel more comfortable when you call me that." Sebastian blinked, "Really? You're not angry? Aren't you usually mad when I use those endearing terms?" "Once upon a time, yes, but now I just feel more at ease. In fact, I'm uncomfortable when you call me by sweet names." "For example?" "Like dear, darling, honey, my wife, wifey, sexy, and so on."

“So, ‘Darling’. Is this a common thing? Do I get a list?” Panic made my tongue clumsy. “It’s just a pack thing! A greeting. You know, like ‘baby’, or ‘honey’, or… darling.” I was digging the hole deeper with every word, listing off endearments like an idiot. I felt a fierce blush scorch my entire face and neck. “It doesn’t mean anything special!” He was quiet for a moment, and I could picture him, that infuriatingly knowing look on his face. “Baby. Honey. Darling,” he repeated slowly, as if tasting the words. “I like them.”

“Seriously, baby. You think too much.” Jester had noticed that Alisa had a habit of using endearments like ‘dear’ or ‘darling’ when talking to her friends and family. He may never admit it, but being called ‘baby’ didn’t bother him like he thought it would. “Yes, well, it doesn’t hurt to be careful,” he said.

CHYNA “Hey! What are you frowning at, baby?” I suddenly heard Gian. I rolled my eyes. He used to call me baby. It was his endearment to me, and he insisted on it, especially when his Mom was around. He said all lovers had endearment with each other. I don’t know. I have never been into a relationship. “Aren’t you done with what are you doing?” There was this hard thumping of my heart inside my chest telling me I was in a big, big trouble.

I couldn’t help but laugh lightly at his antics. “You’re teasing me…” “It’s just too easy, my love.” The term of endearment all but slipped past my lips. I watched his small smile turn into a megawatt smile that lit up his entire smile. “My love?” He reached over the table and placed his hand in mine. “I quite like that one.” I rolled my eyes playfully. “I like it too.”

You also called me by my name, so I was wondering. "Then what do you want me to call you?" he said as he put both of his hands under his chin and stared at me. I could feel my face getting hot. "I-I don't know..." "How about babe? I actually like that one." "That's quite common. And a lot of couple who used that endearment broke up in the end." "Then we will be the ones who won't. We'll be the first one to testify." I just couldn't help but laugh because of what he said. "Fine, that would be our endearment from now on."

"I think we should have an endearment." "Huh? What endearment are you saying?" "Like, my love or babe. I don't want you to just call me by name." She heaved a sigh and thought for a while before speaking again. "How about, Bubby?" "Bubby?" "Yeah. I think it's sounds cute. It's like, babe and baby in the same word. What do you think?" I nodded my head. "Alright then, let's have that as our endearment."

I spoke right inches before her lips as our foreheads were connected " I am willing to give us a chance, so please don't push me away again " "Never. " I whispered against her lips and devoured her lips, it wasn't a lustful kiss like last night. It was Real. Endearing. Enamoring.