Blind Date Turned Proposal Novels & Stories

He raised a brow and then glanced at Ryan. “Oh, my!” Elena exclaimed standing from the chair. “Really?!” She screamed and Chloe nodded her head. “Dude,” Ryan waved his hand at Zeke. “No way, right?” “I proposed,” he smiled, heartily. Zeke drew his brows together and then shook his head. “No way in hell.” “I proposed. And we will tie the knot in two weeks.” The room fell silence at the sudden announcement, While Chloe pressed her lips together nervously, hoping that the man had went easy with his announcement, Elena widened her mouth in surprise.

Plus-one only . I exhale slowly through my teeth. “This is in four weeks.” “That’s not even the worst part,” he mutters, wiping his nose with the back of his hand. Then he swipes again and shows me her I* story—Zoey on one knee in front of the Eiffel Tower at sunset, some tall white boy sliding a fat diamond on her finger while she fake-cries for the camera. The same proposal he’d been planning for her in Paris next month.

At first, she was worried that Kelsey would stop her like a guard dog. Unexpectedly, Tyler was all by himself when she drew toward him. He was all hers. She did not beat around the bush and expressed sultrily, “It’s so hot in here, I want to do it…” Nobody at the scene had ever witnessed such a shocking proposal. They were expecting something more romantic, some sort of poetry to come out of Zara. Instead, she had gone for a blunt and quite liberal approach. It was clear what she wanted. Even the guys were flustered by her.

And it wasn't hard to see his breathless expression of one who had done a marathon and still had the strength left to hand out meals down the road. "Here, for you! It's from the south, there's nothing like it around here" I offer the drink with the best seductive smile I'm able to fake. "To thank you. You're right. It doesn't make sense for Selena and me to be together right now. I love her, but she has a lot to learn and so do you..." The last sentence is said softly so as not to hurt her pride " So my new proposal is: I will let luck decide, if we stay together one night, and if the guardians bless you with a child of mine, you will be my wife. If not, you will forget that blackmail and le

he admitted. “In my mind, we were going to go to our favorite restaurant this evening and I would propose to you after dessert,” Nocturne told him. “I took the afternoon off so I could make arrangements with staff there.” “We can go there tonight and you can propose to me,” the blond replied with a smile. “I don’t want your arrangements to go to waste.” Nocturne kissed his forehead gently. “It’s fine. We’re going to marry and that’s what matters. It doesn’t matter who asked first or who proposed better.”

“Then we won’t need to sneak around.” “Is this a proposal?” I ask my hands on my hips, both excited and afraid of the answer. “Because if it is, that may be one of the worst proposals I’ve ever heard.” “I’m guessing you want something a bit more romantic,” he muses absentmindedly as he shuffles papers on his desk, pretending to be busy. “Dinner, dancing, a ring. Maybe a whirlwind trip to somewhere exotic or exciting.” “Well, I don’t know about all of that,” I sigh, shaking my head and letting my hands fall to my sides. “But even you have to admit this is a sad way to ask me.”

“I want the whole fairytale. Flowers. A violinist. A live band. And a big rock. Like, huge.” Zara nodded fast. “Omg yes! Remember Lana Rosewell? Her man literally flew her to the Bahamas just to propose on a yacht. Had her family waiting in a private resort and everything.” “Ugh, goals,” Evelyn said, clutching a pillow to her chest. While they swooned over celebrity proposals and I*******m-perfect engagements, I just smiled quietly, nibbling at my popcorn like I wasn’t even part of the conversation. Eventually, Zara noticed. “What about you, Sloane?” she asked. “You never say what you want.”

Blaze suddenly smiled. He looked directly at Jackson, who was looking like a mouse he had cornered. "You know what, Chloe," Blaze drawled, pinning Jackson with a glare, "you're right. It is an important day and one that should be remembered. It's only proper that a man proposes after a certain period of time, don't you agree?" "Of course," Chloe said distractedly, still eyeing my ring, "otherwise what's the point of being in a relationship?"

"If this wedding collapses publicly, the deal may collapse with it." She nodded slowly. "I understand." "But understanding isn't the same as agreeing." "No." "It isn't." Adrian looked directly into her eyes. "I have no intention of asking you to marry me today." Eva blinked. The tension in her shoulders eased. "Good." "But..." Her heart sank again. "I would like you to hear a proposal." "A proposal?" "A business proposal." Before she could ask another question, Adrian reached into his jacket and removed a simple black business card. He held it out to her.

I tugged slightly at my arm, one last desperate attempt to evade the oncoming conversation but it was more or less a futile attempt. "Stay Paloma." He demanded again. "We are not done talking." Rationality screams in my head to fight back but something silent and docile forces me back to the bench. "So." I say quietly, "finish." "I have a proposal for you." He says, "and you seem to be perfect for it. I want you to be my girlfriend." "Huh." I say flabbergasted. "It's pretend Paloma." He says, "and you'll be amply rewarded for your services."