Won't You Put That P On Me Novels & Stories

" I've had an eventful day, don't think I'm going to back down until you hear me out . I will do whatever it takes . " ©#KCMmuoe

Another succint reply, watching her eyes morph into pleading puppy dog eyes and a pouty face. " Pweeeeeaaasssse?" " I said no," " Pwetty pwease with a cherry on top?" " I hate cherries and no, I'm still not telling you," " Why not? Is it that bad?" " Worse. You'll hate me forever if you found out who she is,"

Come tomorrow and claim me all you want. I leaned back, a small smile tugging at my mouth. My fingers hovered over the keyboard. Me: I plan to do exactly that, all day. Everyday.

"Huh? Why my phone, I'm sure that you have your phone with you right now. Can't you call him through your phone?" "well, Hahaha…Did you not see his angry face a while ago? I'm sure as hell that he is currently angry at me and he won't answer my calls if I call him using my phone so lend me yours now or you can call him yourself here. Tell him that you need him to do something back at the banquet kitchen or something like that"

I can't lose him! “What-“ oh ! That's right! A memory flashed into my mind . That's right! I should call him that! He shouldn’t be mad at me when I call him that. “Be my Knight.”

"'Cause I'll kill him if he so much as look sideways at you." "Fine. Don't go killing anybody." "Good girl! Now, let's see if I can't cook you something real delicious."

she said , I nodded immediately " Whatever it is, I'll help as long as it's what I can do " " I want to invite you to a party, it's my a vip party but I need to go with a friend, I just want you to show up and stay with me through out the night" " Ooh.. it's not a problem... But I don't think you should clear my debts, if you can lend me the money I promise I'll pay back". I said looking at her " Don't worry about it, just wear this dress and come to this venue by 7:00, " she said and gave me a box she came with and then handed me a card

“That girl was a solution! You need to stop sabotaging this!” “The only solution I need is one that doesn’t make me want to claw my own eyes out. Next.” The last girl scurries out like she’d rather be anywhere but listening to our back-and-forths. For an agonizing long second, it’s just the two of us and the hum of Lewis Capaldi crooning “Someone You Loved” from the corner speaker. The irony isn’t lost on me.

“Will you be able to handle yourself on your own ?” “Yes. Now what are the results ?” “Positive” * Swoons * “Hmm ?! What the hell ! Get upppp !!”

I say calmly. "That's nice," she says through gritted teeth again, and I know she is holding back. "Now, where are my things so I can leave." "Hmm," I mutter as I press my finger to my chin, pretending to be deep in thought. "I don't believe I heard the magic word." Willow twists her head to the side and clenches her jaw. "May I please have my things," she grinds out. "Nope," I say, popping the 'p.'