Are You My Boyfriend Book Novels & Stories

I spit, gritting my teeth, "And you'll get to meet my boyfriend." His smirk drops from his face and his eyes turn cold. "Boyfriend?" he growls. A smile slips onto my face as I nod my head. "I think you might know him. "I trail off, looking at my nails, "His name's Sebastian." His eyes turn dark. "Sebastian is your boyfriend?" he spats. "Yes." I confirm, "And you're not going to do anything to him." "You don't get to decide that." He spits, backing towards the entrance.

"You were groping Raphael's—what was it again? Yeah, real virtuous." She choked, speechless. I turned to fix Raphael's wrinkled tie with a gentle smile. "Thanks, honey, for introducing me to my boyfriend. I like him a lot. His kisses are real sweet. But yours? Not even a dog would want them." Raphael was furious, practically shaking. But he'd brought shame to both families. And now, the Lindt family owed me—big time.

Ambrose asked and I was left out in deep contemplation. After a few moment of silence, I finally opened my mouth to speak. “Us? Are we official?” “That’s not even a question, August.” “So you’re my boyfriend now?” I asked seemingly trying to let things sink in when things are pretty obvious. “Yeah, I’m your boyfriend.” Ambrose said enunciating the word loud and clear for me to hear and comprehend. “Fuck!” I cursed out under my breath. The feeling was existentially surreal and I’m just feeling rather victorious right now.

Uncle cocks didn’t throb at the thought of their nephews. The way my cock throbbed in my pants wasn’t something uncles did. “Y-Yes. Are you not his uncle?” she asked. I shook my head, glaring toward Jordan. “Not at all.” “Then what are you to him?” she asked. The blender stopped. “I’m his boyfriend,” I said out loud, not caring how it sounded. The urge to claim Jordan was insanely high. Fuck me for going out of my mind. “Holy shit!” two voices exclaimed in unison. They stared like I’d grown an extra head.

I said. "Anything." "What are we?" Cole turned to look at me. "What do you mean?" "I mean... are we boyfriends? Are we just... seeing each other? What are we?" Cole thought about it for a long time. "I don't know," he said. "But I know I love you. And I know I'm not going anywhere." "That's not an answer." "It's the only one I have." I looked at him. His gray eyes. His tired face. His messy hair.

A basin of cold water came crashing down over my head. I jolted violently and snapped my eyes open. My head throbbed as if it were splitting apart. My body was tied to a chair so tightly I couldn't move, and it took a long while before my mind finally cleared. "You're up," said the man I had dated for five years, Norris Chapman. He wore that familiar, gentle smile. Just a second ago, I had been at his house, sharing a Christmas Eve candlelight dinner with his family. So, why was I now tied up like this and locked inside a small, dark room?

I coughed, “W… Well, what do you want me to say? Stop throwing the question back at me! If I said you were my boyfriend, how would you…” “Boyfriend?”

It felt like it was about to escape my chest. Is he serious? Is he really going to be my boyfriend? Is he insane? Huh!

"Um he is my uh~ boyfriend. Yeah. He's my boyfriend." "Hmm?" Lupus looked at me confused. "What's a boyfriend?" "Shh." I covered his mouth. "Well, see ya." I pushed Lupus inside then locked the door. I sighed before sitting on the couch. "What's a boyfriend?" Lupus asked again after sitting near him. "Um- a lover." "Oh, a partner." "Yes." "So I'm your boyfriend?" He grinned excitedly. I blushed a little. "N-no, I was just lying. I don't want you to get caught."

so bad that he would constantly appear in my head. “It looks like you’re already doing great,” Liam concluded, letting out a fake chuckle again. “I’m doing great. I-- didn’t expect to see you here.” I glanced up at Mason as he looked at Liam directly. I felt his muscles tensed and his jaw was clenching. “This is um . . . Mason, my boyfriend.” My boyfriend.