Text Novels & Stories

- Liam, I still think you should lie down. - If I keep lying down, I'll freak out. - I lift the weight. - But you can end up getting worse. - I'm almost good, relax. Bia looked at me with her mouth slightly open. Laugh with it. - Be careful not to drool. - Uh... What? …Um you should put on a shirt – she stammered. I put the weight on the floor and approached her. - And you shouldn't look at me so much. - I bit my lips.

Was I really just reporting what had happened because I knew that he would want to know too or was I telling him all that to get him to respond to me? What exactly was I trying to do? Why? The notification sound went off. He had replied. ‘Are you okay?’ I put my phone down again. I knew exactly why I had texted him. I knew exactly what it was that I was looking for from him. The notification sound went off again. I did not move for a few seconds but then I decided to check it. ‘Respond.’ I am not okay. I want to see you. I can’t sleep. It’s all your fault. ‘I’m okay. Later. Good night.’

All the tension between us, all the waiting is suddenly released in a mess of passionate movements. I tug at the fabric on his back, wishing it would just fall apart in my fingers. Sensing my want, thought leans backward, reaching up to tug the shirt over his head, revealing that perfectly sculpted body. My fingers immediately go to explore, feeling each bump of hardened muscle beneath my skin.

КНИ́ГА, -и, ж. 1. Произведение печати (в старину — также рукопись) в виде сброшюрованных, переплетенных вместе листов с каким-л. текстом. Книга большого формата. Толстая книга. Раскрыть книгу. □ [Аночке] предложили посмотреть книгу с картинками. Федин, Первые радости. || Сочинение, произведение более или менее значительного объема, напечатанное отдельным изданием или предназначенное для него. Интересная книга. Написать книгу. □ Наталья должна была каждое утро читать исторические книги, путешествия и другие назидательные сочинения. Тургенев, Рудин.

“—If you want, you can close the window and turn on the AC,” Sam mumbles, typing non-stop on his computer. “No, I’m fine like this.” I get ready to go through the documents. Just a quick glance: hands to work. In half an hour, everything is ready, all that’s left is to print. “What are you printing, Estela?” Sam teases, his hazel eyes fixed on me, as if trying to read something deeper than my appearance.

I just didn't know what it was. Entering my bedroom I closed the door and headed to quickly shower and soon after I heard my phone beep with a text message " whoever this is you will definitely not be seeing me any time soon " Katrina texted back. I laughed at her message " she has no idea who she is dealing with " Wyatt said growling. " No she does not " I said to him with a smirk on my face and with that I did not reply to the message . Instead I turned over in my bed and the day work washed over me into sleep.

" Tell her it's in promotion, I'll pay 99% of the price " Leaning down to the woman's level, his action inflicting goosebumps on her skin he whispered. " If you convince her to take it, I'll be pleased " " Are you sure, this is like ten thousand dollars " Jane questioned after the brunette advertised how she happened to be a lucky customer as just won a massive discount. She looked down at the white material squatting her body like it was meant for her. It was a long O neck transparent mesh long sleeve, It's classy modest workwear.

I picked the phone up without even looking at the screen to see who was calling. "Please stop calling my damn phone." I said, thinking it was Micheal. "Well damn. What the hell i did to you" asked Kita sounding all hurt. "Girl, I thought you was Micheal cheating ass. He won't stop calling my phone. I can't even get no sleep" Kita paused for a minute, being all dramatic. "Well duh Guh. That's why they invented putting your phone on silent. To silence any unwanted attention." We burst out laughing. Because I never even thought about putting the phone on silent. That is why I love my girls They could bring me out of any dark mood.

Model without a Cause “Okay, everybody!” Collin boomed at the front of the darkened boardroom. “As you all know, we are going to be advertising Capier's brand new line of cell phone products called Clickmark." A picture of a mauve colored cell phone appeared on the screen along with a list of features.

Erica answered. Joan sat beside Erica "what are you doing here?" "Having fun with my friend as you can see" Erica spread her hands apart smiling. Joan looked up at Sarah and waved her hand at her. "I'm Joan Johnson, a writer" she introduced bringing forth her hand for a handshake. "I'm Sarah, I work in the bank" she answered. Joan laughed "really... that's nice, most bankers I know don't really have time to have fun." Sarah scoffed "I guess I am a different banker then."