Chase Stokes Girlfriend Novels & Stories

he demanded. "When we were teenagers, we got matching friendship tattoos, and she had a scar on her shoulder. I checked, and neither of those are there," she lied through clenched teeth, meeting Dominic's gaze. His heart raced as he processed her words. He didn’t want to accept it, but this was Lily his wife’s best friend and his best friend's sister. If anyone knew about Eve, it was her, and if she was saying this, it meant the woman with him wasn’t his ex-wife.

But then my mouth betrayed me by letting out the question. “Which story?” “About the night.” My voice came out so low that I doubted I had really said it. “It wasn’t only Wyatt investigating that night. Kevin was working with him. So I trust them. And for your information, Logan and Dillon have cut ties with Foster after the discovery.” So Tina and Wyatt weren’t together anymore? Was everything true? I turned my head to see people playing soccer there. The sight reminded me of my dream a long time ago. My family... Our families would gather every weekend, spend time together, have a barbecue, or just talk and laugh while watching our children play.

I'm still staring at him, hoping he says something other than that but he doesn't and my hopes drop so does my eyelid. "If it isn't Scott" A woman said from the door. She's plump, blonde haired, dressed cooperate, and with an apron on. Scott moves on his feet slowly. "Greta" He announces. "Who's the lovely lady?" Greta asked him but she was smiling at me nonstop. "My girlfriend, Stormy" Scott introduces. "Could you please make her something, she's hungry" He says and I try to protest but he's already dragging me out of the kitchen.

"What is it?" "See it yourself." Eloisa crossed the room to his table and dropped the bag on it. Ethan opened the bag and took out the container. Opening it, his eyes begun to glow. He looked at Eloisa with huge smile. "SPAGHETTI WITH MEATBALLS AND CHICKEN FRY" "Just for you." "I LOVE YOU, SIS." Eloisa smiled at his enthusiasm and happiness. It's been so long since he had such a big smile on his face. His smile made all her hardships and sufferings worth it.

one reporter asked. "Yes." "Is it serious?" "Very." "Are you planning to get married?" "That's none of your business." The next day, the headline read: "HOCKEY STAR COLE ASHFORD PLANNING TO MARRY MYSTERY BOYFRIEND." Jay laughed when he saw it. "Mystery boyfriend? I'm not a mystery. I'm just a barista." "You're not just a barista. You're an artist." "An artist who works at a coffee shop."

I had suspicions about them, but it did hurt hearing this myself. I pushed open the door slightly, and I looked in. There was James with his back facing the door. He lifted her onto the table in the study. He was cheating on me right there with his ex-girlfriend that he had claimed was just a business partner. They had probably not expected I would be back this early. That wasn't enough. “Why don't you just leave her? We're better off together.” I could hear Isabel asking amidst her moans. “I really love you, Isabel, but our families. I just had to be engaged to her.” James simply replied as he grabbed her head and kissed her.

Jayda Marlowe was engaged to Enzo Vitale. By noon she had fourteen messages she hadn't answered and two calls she hadn't taken and an email from a journalist she had never spoken to asking if she would confirm the news for a piece they were writing about her racing comeback and what came next. She put her phone face down on her desk and went back to the Phase Two contractor update and told herself that the messages would be there when she was ready for them and that ready was not the same as now. Lucas came to her office at two.

“…glad we’ve finally moved past the last phase of the agreement. They’re in love with each other, Chase is just hesitant to show it.” A stranger laughed, deep, rich, the kind of laugh that came with old money and older power. My mother’s voice followed, bright and brittle. “Chase is lovely on the inside. It’s just his way.” Amy chimed in, high and bubbly like a cheerleader announcing a touchdown. “I can’t wait for the tabloids to carry the news. They won’t be expecting it at all.” My fingers tightened on the banister until my knuckles bleached white.

Every other player I had managed was just to fill up for the emptiness of his absence. He was my beginning and fulfillment. “Not just my manager, Carmen,” Chase added. “What more?” I asked, staring deep into his eyes as well. I could feel my heart beating so fast that I was certain that Chase could hear it too. Thankfully, I could see his chest also rising and falling very fast. “Be my girlfriend, Carmen Vega,” Chase requested deeply and passionately. “Why?” I asked in utter disbelief. This was what I had always wanted! “Because I have fallen for you, Carmen, and you are the only one for me,” Chase Maddox confessed.

I snarled. "Of course not, darling. Because I didn't kidnap you. you came here willingly, remember?" Chase remarked. He picked up a toast and lazily spread some jam on it. His eyes were watching Leslie as if to see if she reacted to my statement, but she was still smiling. "You didn't tell me your girlfriend was a comedian too, Chase," Leslie said. "She is as cute as she is funny. Sit and have some toasts, or do you prefer waffles?" Chase winked.