Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Boyfriend Contract : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Caleb “You did not have to go and pick him up. It’s not like he cannot get to the house from the shelter. Why did you have to kiss him on the cheek!?” I sigh, sitting on the chair in my room. I know we were bound to have this argument, one way or the other. And no matter which excuse I give, it will not be enough for Anna. Not that I can blame her. We had been dating on and off for three years, and even though she knew I did not believe in marriage, she decided to stick with me. Even when I told her that having a fake relationship with Ryan meant that my parents would no longer harass her, and we could live our lives in peace, she did not question why I could not stand up to them and also defend what we had together. I was, I am a coward. “Don’t you have anything to say? Do I have to go out there and ask him why he cannot just go back to his family? His mother came to bring him home, while yours couldn’t care less. If you ask me, I think you are getting the short end

Caleb What the fuck did I just do? I run my fingers through my hair, pacing the walls of my bedroom. I made out with Ryan. And it wasn’t just a kiss that I could blame on the stress I’d been through the past few days at the hospital. I let him give me a blowjob. And I liked it. I liked having his mouth around my cock, feeling his tongue slide around the tip—wet and hot. And I came in his mouth. Anna and I had oral sex a lot…she liked going down on me, even if she knew it would lead nowhere. She was good at it too. But ten minutes with Ryan and I’m coming hard like a high schooler reading a Playboy magazine for the first time, unable to hold back. “Fuck,” I grunt, pulling at my roots. I stride into the bathroom, stripping off my joggers as I stare at my reflection in the mirror. My face is flushed and my bottom lip is swollen from where Ryan took over the kiss. I run my thumb over it slowly, my breath hitching as I remember the way he tasted. I close my eyes as a sigh slips out a

Ryan “Oh…oh, there you go. I don’t want to kiss a drunken, concussed man.”I laugh as my date and I stumble into the dark apartment, my head spinning from the amount of shots and drinks I had at the club. She has an arm around my shoulders and I have one around her waist, both of us equally drunk and fumbling to find our way. “My bedroom,” I slur, using my muscle memory to direct us, “—is that way. We should go there.”“Oh come on,” she pouts. I can hear it in her voice as she leans in, her warm breath fanning my ear. She smells like lavender and vanilla ice cream, two flavors I didn’t think were possible until she asked me to dance while I was seated alone at the club, moping and being a wet blanket. “Where’s the fun in being proper?” She whispers as her tongue slides over my ear, her hand reaching under my shirt. “We should do it everywhere. Against the wall, on a table…I like to leave memories in places where you can always remember it, but you can’t tell anyone what happened.”

Caleb “Yo, Caleb!”Richard, a second-year resident doctor, calls out my name as I stand in front of the nurses’ station, consulting with the charge nurse on a patient who was passed to me for care. He stops by the station, patting my shoulder as he leans in to whisper in my ear. “There’s a hot chick outside who’s asking for you. She says she’s your girlfriend.”Anna? I frown immediately, my brows furrowing with a downward crease. “Anna?” “That’s her name?” He shrugs. “I don’t know, man. All I know,” he grins as he wriggles his brows, “is that you’re one lucky man. I’ve been unlucky with dates since I started working here, but you managed to land a hot woman like that.”I nod stiffly at the compliment. “Thanks.”He grins. “Anytime man.” I start to walk away, when he doubles back. “Hey,” he arches a brow in a way I completely don’t understand. “You think she has a friend that’s hot too? I wouldn’t mind getting set up. A blind date, or something like that.”I smile thinly. “I’ll ask.

Caleb “You’ve been in a mood all evening,” Anna grumbles when she perches on the couch next to me, snuggling close enough to place her hand on my chest. She leans in, purring into my ear. “Aren’t you glad that he’s gone? Now we have more space and time to ourselves.” Her hand travels lower as she talks, lingering at the lower part of my stomach, before tiptoeing over my crotch. “I get that you’re worried about him because he’s your roommate, but he’s an adult. He should be able to take care of himself.”My teeth grind as she loosens the drawstring on my sweatpants, her hand sliding into my pants. My hips jerk, but in protest to her touch, rather than into it. “See?” Anna laughs softly. “You’re interested. You just have to tell your mind to be quiet and we can spend the rest of the evening doing something better, instead of sitting and having cereal and moping.”I look at the bowl of half-eaten cereal sitting on the coffee table. I dumped it at some point, because I’d been forcing my