Boyfriend Material Novels & Stories

"If I hadn't been a coward and backed off, you'd never have ended up with him. You'd never have spent three years getting hurt." As he spoke, his wet eyes turned to me, and his hands reached out, testing, like he wanted to pull me in. I smacked his hands away and straightened him back up. "Just talk. What happened then?" He sat back down, looking wounded, his back slumping a little, his voice smaller than before. "Noah said he didn't know how to win a girl over. He was scared he'd say the wrong thing." "So he asked me to build him a Boyfriend Assistant, something to teach him what to say and how to reply to you."

At 9 AM, they stood up. Matthew hugged Damon. It was awkward. Stiff. Two men who did not know how to be soft. But they held on. And when they pulled apart, both of them were crying. I was crying too. The waitress handed me a napkin. "You are a mess, hon." "I know." "Who are they?" "My boyfriend and his son." "Ah." "That is all you have to say?" "Sometimes that is all there is to say." She walked away. --- Damon walked to my table.

He's got this huge deal with his investors he's been working on for quite some time now since the past few weeks and although he didn't say, I could tell it was stressing him alot. I made up my mind to get dressed and head over to his house. Besides, what better way to spend my birthday than with him? With enthusiasm and eagerness to surprise my boyfriend at his place, I threw on a very skimpy skirt just the exact same one he likes so much, an easy shirt that wouldn't stand in our way if you know what I mean and a ridiculous amount of lipgloss to touch up my light makeup of mascara and a faint blush then headed over to his place just after picking up a medium sized cake.

Before he could say anything, Evan cried, "Yes, he is! You should stay here with your girlfriend, Nate. I need to go to Lauren to help her with something urgent, so I'll catch you later." After that, he hurriedly left and shut the door, looking like there was a monster in the room. Once he was gone, Nathan turned back to me and nodded after a brief hesitation. "Yes, I'm your boyfriend." "I want some water, boyfriend," I said. Nathan looked naturally aloof. When his face was devoid of emotion, he looked cold and distant. Even his personality was on the icy side. He was surprisingly good at caring for patients, though. He helped me up and fed me some water. Then, he peeled an apple and cut it

“One question after another, please. Otherwise, Zephyr won’t be able to answer.” “I’m grateful to the lady beside me the most. She’s my junior. We usually meet up to talk about art. She’s a real professional.” Zephyr then held Nancy’s hand. “The woman in the portrait isn’t my girlfriend. For certain reasons I can’t name, I drew her.” He put on an expression that said he felt lost, and it made the reporters even more curious. I could not stand their fake answers anymore, so I gave Patrin a signal.

It was fuzzy from the play I was rehearsing in my head. I couldn’t say I was sold by my ex boyfriend to marry his friend. Just Imagine those words with a smile on my face and the instant reaction I should expect. Definitely a frown and a big no! With a touch of a disapproving smile. Or what if they found out that their son manipulated a deal, which still meant I was sold by my now ex boyfriend in exchange for money. That their son was madly in love with me and then we clicked … after getting my hymen broken.

“Are you saying that I am his first girlfriend?” Girlfriend? When did I become that to him? He never asked me out, he just called me his mate. “Yes, I think so. Dashiell has been friends with Cassius for a decade now and he has reported that Cassius never really spent time with women… He loves you, and I hope you both end up married.” I quickly turned back to washing dishes immediately she said that and she laughed. “I think you love him too, stop fighting that feeling, Annelise.”

A week earlier at Chairman's Jack house. "Dad I don't want to get engaged to any girl" Zach complained and he slumped back on the chair. "What about our deal, have you forgotten. You still haven't given me the name of any girl that is going to do a good job as your fiancee" "I have a girlfriend" "Who, Casey?" "Yes and you know that. Dad I love Casey and not any random girl and I want to marry her". "Zach you can't marry her, okay. She's not the right one for you"

She'd been talking about him nonstop for months now and I knew she was very much in love with him. God, I couldn't believe this. On one hand, I could tell her that her boyfriend was a douchebag and that we'd had sex but that would break her heart and it would be my fault on the the other hand it I decided not to say anything, I'd be letting a douchebag like Collen have his way with my best friend. I ran my hands through my wavy blonde hair and groaned in frustration as I stared at my reflection above the vanity. My eyes were puffy with all of the crying I did last night and my hair was a complete mess.

She was watching Mitsuhide’s fine thread of self-control begin to unravel. “Sorry, but my boyfriend wouldn’t really apricated that,” she said. “As nice as the offer is, I will have to say no.” “Lucky guy,” the coroner said defeated. “I am,” Mitsuhide replied. As she hung up the phone .“Boyfriend? You have avoided saying that for a day now.” “It has been only a few days Mitsuhide,” she said. “Boyfriend sounds so childish though. Manfriend sounds weird. Male friend sounds even weirder to me. Those are terms other people can use if it makes them feel okay. "You're not my husband,” she said