"Sweetheart, there's not an evil bone in your body," he said, amused.
"C'mon, sweetheart," Jule said.
I'm sorry, sweetheart, but at least for now, I think it's better that you're not involved.
Sweetheart, this problem is of my making.
Come on sweetheart, it's you and me now.
Sweetheart, if I didn't feel sorry about that at some point during our marriage, I'd probably be the first man.
Looks like they're interested in your high school sweetheart, Rita answered without looking up.
Darling, sweetheart, come here!
I know, sweetheart, and that is a comfort, but it won't be that bad.
Sweetheart, let's not let this come between us.
"You know who, sweetheart," he replied in his soft growl.
"You need to get out of here, sweetheart!" he yelled and rolled to face the guardsman.
Sweetheart, I'm sitting in your car bleeding to death.
Sweetheart, I'll find you no matter what.
Sweetheart, you have no idea.
Sweetheart, you have to let it go before it kills you.
"You have nothing to fear, sweetheart," he said and tilted her chin.
Sweetheart, I'll call you later.
"You have thirty seconds, sweetheart," Jule said with a calmness that chilled her to the bone.
"You did good, sweetheart," Jule said.
Something as simple as calling her sweetheart or pointing out her many attributes could put her in a romantic mood.
Come on, sweetheart, let's go to bed.
"Don't look at it that way, sweetheart," he said so gently she felt tears prick her eyes.
"No, this is as real as it gets sweetheart" "But..."
Monica was a sweetheart who never said an unkind word about a soul.
I don't expect you to, sweetheart, but it's alright if you do.
Sweetheart, I wish you wouldn't hide things from me that way.
There was nothing unusual about him kissing her goodbye or calling her sweetheart, but he had never done so in front of guests.
"We'll find her, sweetheart," Jule replied.
Of Maxwelltown, is famous for the ruin of Sweetheart Abbey, a Cistercian house built in 1275 by Devorguila in memory of her husband John de Baliol, who had died at Barnard Castle in 1269.
Aeschines narrates his quarrel with his sweetheart, and is advised to go to Egypt and enlist in the army of Ptolemy Philadelphus; in xv.
Don't worry sweetheart, I have plenty of time for you.
"Sweetheart, his car is the least of his concerns right now," Jenn said.