Cross Eyed Girlfriend Novels & Stories

When he saw me, he looked me straight in the eyes with a knowing smirk. "What took you so long? Did you see my fiancee? She's gorgeous, isn't she?" I met his gaze, and in that instant, I understood. He had done all of this on purpose. He wanted me to see everything and to crush whatever feelings I still had left. However, he seemed to forget something. Jenna and I had been publicly dating for six years. Even if we couldn't make it to the end, I wasn't some third wheel hiding in the dark.

Kingsley Decker's POV I slowly opened my eyes but was almost scared to death by the way my girlfriend kept staring at me "WTF!, how long have you been staring at me like that?" I asked "just for some minutes I guess, I was fascinated by your handsome face and I couldn't take my eyes off it, you are beautiful, that's the word for it," she said with a sweet and calm voice I sighed and got out of the duvet, I stretched my body a little before cracking my fingerbones

What? The three of them looked at me. They glared at me. I averted my gaze as the other raised an eyebrow at me. I can't really used to this. I'll never be able to get used to the way they look at me. I despise feeling this way. I felt completely helpless. But I couldn't help myself. "Sister in-law?" "She is my twin's girlfriend, yes." Girlfriend? Who? Me? Whom? "Whose girlfriend is she?"

"Mhm. Too bad that only my girlfriend can see that side of me." Jasmine, =□= Girlfriend?! To hell with your girlfriend, I saw you first!!! Jasmine roared in her heart. Then it suddenly hit her. Throwing a death glare at Remy she talked through gritted teeth. "You don't have a girlfriend." Remy shrugged, enjoying himself way too much. "The spot is empty. Do you want it?"

“… girlfriend. I didn’t do anything. I swear.” “Good.” He breathes, uncrossing his arms, but his face still doesn’t soften. “Cause I’ve seen the way you look at her.” “Excuse me?” He smirks and steps closer. “You think I haven’t noticed? You staring at my girlfriend’s ass?” “She has a good ass.” I shrug. “Can’t blame me for admiring it, bro.” I put a smile on. “You know I admire all the ladies’ pleasant features.”

He stopped, acknowledging my grasp, and turned to face me. I felt a hint of pity as his eyes glared at me in sorrow. Walking towards him, I rested my head against his torso, spreading my arms around him tightly. Surprisingly, he locked me tightly in his grasp, his head resting on mine. I breathed in his mesmerizing cologne, slowly getting addicted to its scent. "Did I miss something?" A girl in a see through back stripped gown had her hands folded with a frown on her face, supposedly his girlfriend by the way she shot me a death glare.

Thankfully, he’s lost in my sweet cunt. “Fuck, they’re so hot together. I’d pay to watch them fuck,” the girlfriend moans, her hand sliding up to cup her small boob as she bites her lip. She’s giving me lustful eyes, like she wants to do something hot to me. I’m not really into girls, but it’s making me burn hotter. “Maybe we’ll get lucky and watch them fuck for free,” her boyfriend chuckles, flipping her hair aside to suck on her neck. My own neck tickles in sympathy.

There were a few passers-by already, and the way they stared at us made me feel increasingly uncomfortable. “You are my girlfriend from The Green Serpents, and considering the keen interest from the opponent's side, your mission tonight will be an easy one, Rainey.” He held my face in his large palms, and with his gaze locked onto mine, I understood the message he was conveying: ‘Don’t mess this up.’ “Why do you always wear an eye patch?” “Tonight, Rainey, you are my ally girlfriend, not a questionnaire.” With that, he pulled out a chilling object from his inner pocket..

Then he glared at his twin. “She isn’t my girlfriend, how many times must I tell you, she is just a friend nothing more,” He ran his tanned hand through his short chocolate curls. His face was slowly losing the rosy hue that had settled in his cheeks not moments before. “But you want her to be,” Alexa replied mischievously, a small grin gracing her features. “I do not!” Isaac replied quickly, a defensive tone could clearly be heard, and the roses came back to life in his cheeks.

In my defense, they were not posted closely, and I was struggling to scroll up and down comparing them. I went back to the boyfriend's page, and found a few more of his pictures. I poured myself a neat brandy and sat comfortably on my couch and started studying him. His pictures to be more factual. I think we've already established that his eyes are quite stunning. It's like staring at glowing hot honey, under a scorching sun, if that makes any sense. His blonde curls looked soft enough to want to run my fingers through them. In one of the pictures he has stuck his tongue out mischievously, his eyes closed, with his hands cupping each side of his face.