Why Does He Call You Babygirl Novels & Stories

I felt a vibration in my lap. The phone screen read Babygirl, with the little flower she showed me how to make on the screen. She called me. My heart was pounding, and I couldn't breathe again. I had to take some deep long breaths before I could answer. I couldn't wait to hear her voice. I picked it up and brought it to my ear. All I could hear was giggles. "Hello Daddy." It was Ivy.

He crawled on top of me, a smirk on his face. "What are you going to do hmm" I poked his chest. "That bratty attitude is going to get you in trouble." He laughed as he then began to tickle my side. I squealed, trying to get away. Yet he held me down. "You're not going anywhere baby girl." He kept tickling me. Baby girl. He's called me that a couple of times now and I don't know why but it makes me melt. "You win, you win." I giggled squirming underneath him.

He narrowed his brow at her, feeling his heart melting and sparking with curiosity. “ You shouldn't be, baby girl, he's as good as a dead man,” he said and walked away before she could reply. ‘ Babygirl,’ a smile tried nudging in as she fought it back. ‘ When did my nickname change?’ She blinked her eyes and felt her heart skip. Just before she could think further about it, her phone vibrated and she looked at the screen to see Laera's name on the screen, in a FaceTime call. “ Why is she calling so early?” She wondered about what the call could be about.

<3 Gia: I'm sorry. Lucas: Don't stress about it, we still have lots of time. I need to go now, I have an appointment see you later baby girl. ;) Gia: Sure. With that, I close my phone and put it on the desk. He called me 'baby girl' for the second time. Tell me who won't like it if a hot guy calls you by that name. Lucas makes butterfly in my stomach. ***** Lucas

I have never been this happy, at least I won't get to eat crap. “ Morning baby girl!” Xavier shouts. I raise my brow at him where is this baby girl coming from? “ Are you okey Xavier?” I ask, just to be sure he is okey and not drunk. He nods, “ why wouldn't I be okey?” He questions. I shrug, “ you never call me baby girl.” I state. “ Well, I want to you since I realized no one is probably calling you that now.” I see what this is now. VIOLENCE.

I asked. "Why? Does someone else call you that?" he asked, creasing his forehead. He looked like he wouldn't like it if I said yes. "What? No! I just don't want anyone to misunderstand if they hear it. I don't want any trouble." "Why would there be trouble if they heard me call you 'baby'? As far as I know, I don't have a girlfriend or anyone else I call that way, just you." Since he brought it up, I faced him fully.

He placed his right hand on my thigh and I stiffened before turning to look at him, then down at his hand. " Baby, I'm sorry! " His hand on my thigh made my skin tingle and I gulped hard. Even with the cool air, blowing from the air conditioners in the car, I still felt pretty hot like I was in a burning furnace. " Baby... " He called out calmly and squeezed my thigh. I felt waves of pleasure shooting to my clits. Fuck! What is he doing? " Don't call me baby. It's only my mum that is permitted to call me that "

But just as I reached for the handle, I felt her hand wrap around mine. Soft. Warm. Deliberate. “Emily…” I turned slowly. She looked up at me, eyes unreadable. “Don’t go in yet.” I froze. Her eyes dipped. Over my body. Lingered. Not with fear. With hunger. Then her gaze met mine again. “Call me that again,” she whispered. “Emily—” “No.” Her grip tightened. “Call me that again.” My heart slammed against my ribs. “What…?” Her voice was low. Sultry. Broken in all the right ways. “Call me baby girl again. Daddy.”

She asked him in a firm tone. "Is it hurting much?" He asked back, meeting her gaze. "Forget about pain, what did you call me?" Aleksandr looked at her with confused eyes. "You called me Babygirl, Aleksandr." She helped him with the answer and He sighed while rolling his eyes. "You are angry about being called a baby girl and I was worried about hurting you." He scolded her mildly. "Do you know how guilty I feel about it!"

his words were so calm and it was enough to tuck her out of her angry state, but she was too stubborn and determined to do whatever. “ I don't care if she is sorry, I no longer need her in my life.” “We never can tell who we need baby girl, you might need her one day.” Her mood brightened up as he called her baby girl for the first time. Calling her that name gave her a different feeling of light. She never expected that from him. Her heart flutters as she traveled down memory lane to recall how her body sparked for the first when he touched her in the restaurant. And now he just called her baby girl.