Best Friends Without Benefits Novels & Stories

"We are partners. The $130 million will be sent to your account before you go." "Just send it now, we are going already. My date is not the party type." Daniel rushed his words. "Wait! You two aren't dating?" Zack arched his brows, licking his lips. I don't know why those brown eyes won't leave my body. "We are lovers. Yeah, we are dating. Daniel, can we go please?" I feighed a pout. I don't want men following me around. That's why I said that. Especially, Zack.

KITTY-KAT: Kk BETTIE: Nawa o JON-B: Betty baby how far na, valentine's day is on Sunday ooo, will u be my val? TY: LOL YOMEE: Lol BETTIE: Over my dead body. Ew! I'd rather chew glass than go out with u AURORA: Chisos! Haewww! JD: Dayum! That was cold. DARA: Ice colllddd 4 dat matter [broken heart emoji] JON-B: Pfft, whatever. Alice hw abt u? Can we be frndz with benefits? KITTY-KAT: Tankz but no tankz. I av a boyfriend •_•

“I mean could whoever be after Colton Adams and you got involved?” “I don’t know” she answered, “Koty doesn’t seem like someone people would want to lock up for murder.” It was his turn to raise a questioning brow. “You never know. It could be a family feud… and why are you supporting this Colton Adams of a boy?” “He is my friend. We made up today, settled all our differences and forgave all the hurt. He agreed to just be friends.” She informed him. He scoffed, “Just friends? That is a trick he wants to use to win you over.”

She asks. "Broke up? We barely even started dating." He teases. "That's a good thing. We can still remember what it felt like to be friends." "Hmm, we were mostly friends with benefits." Cassie rolls her eyes at him, "Well, I want to be your friend, without the benefits of course." He pretends to be thinking, "I really don't know, the benefits made it fun." Cassie nudges his arm, "I am serious."

Heh. "We're talking about you wanting sex, and don't you deny it because I know from the way you looked at my pants. But we both know we're not gonna be two irrational human beings and follow what we wish for because we have a promise to keep. We are best friends, without the benefits." What will happen if we include the benefits, Luc? But I know better than to ask. Instead, I jump off the bed and open my arms wide while lunging onto him, "You're the best bestfriend ever!"

"I think I should get some sleep. This is my sorry attempt at hiding my shame and embarrassment after that blatant and ruthless rejection. From the way he's looking at me, I don't think it worked. I turn around to leave when he stops me. "Wait." Nate says. "I just thought of something. Maybe something that could work for the both of us without feelings getting hurt." "What's that?" "Friends with benefits." He says. "I have a feeling it could work perfectly for the two of us. What do you think?"

" Aloo yar see you're my best friend's sister so you should be like my sister as well but you're definitely not that. You are my umm friends with benefits? Yes that's what we are. I don't do permanent relationships that the whole of India knows I can't stay with a single girl that also everyone knows thanks to the paparazzi who are always behind me like hungry wolves. And when we agreed for this I clearly told you don't expect loyalty from me because I can't give that to you. I can act like a lovey dovey boyfriend for sometime then have a good fuck with you and then again everything goes as it supposed to. No strings attached. For the world we are dating but we know the truth don't we? "I as

Blank. "Am I?" Tristan shook his hair, exhaling roughly. I could hear a tilt of shakiness in the exhale. "Dylan, don't do this. You're upset right now, but let's not try to make something that it wasn't." I snapped. "Right." My voice was barely above a whisper. Done. Exhausted. "Just friends with benefits, right?" Tristan paused, his jaw clenched, his balled fist turning whiter. "That's not—"

“You’re married. To Silas now. We can’t keep doing this” She tilts her head. “You’re his best friend. I thought that made us all one happy circle.” I take a step back, jaw tightening. “That’s not how it works. Whatever this is—” I gesture between us— “needs to stop.” “Why?” she asks softly. “Because your husband is my friend. Because your father is my therapist, because Elena is your sister. Because I don’t want to give Silas the wrong impression.” Her smile widens. “Wrong impression? Oh, Zayne. You’re worried about impressions now?”

“Can wait. I’ll speak to your boss if I have to.” I sighed, trying to find a gentle way to turn her down. “I—” “This getaway is our excuse to properly say goodbye to Elliot,” Mr. Perez cut in. “I know you and my son haven’t been the best to each other this year, but five years of friendship—you want that under the drain?” “Mr. Perez, you’re right. Elliot and I have fought more than ever this year. And—” “And you always forgive each other,” he interrupted again. “Your friendship is unbreakable. I’m sure whatever happened, you two will understand each other again. But for now, you have to come and say goodbye. If it helps, Chloe isn’t even invited.”