Diggy Simmons Gf Novels & Stories

“Don’t.” He grinned. “What? I thought he was your favorite child.” Her lips pressed together. “That’s not funny.” “But accurate?” Damon teased. She shook her head, eyes dropping to her hands. “Simon has too much on his shoulders. He refuses to talk to me anymore and now he’s thrown himself at some golddigger .” Damon took the glass from her, finally sitting. “You raised him that way.” Her gaze snapped up. “I raised you both.”

"Dad, I speak nothing but the truth! If you don't believe me, feel free to ask the Silva family! Travis absolutely refuses to date other women because of her! "Don't tell me you got fooled by her deceptive appearance as well, Dad! She—" "Mrs. Simmons," someone spoke up before Gwyneth could finish her sentence. She turned around to see Hades and Jeff standing a short distance away with equally stormy expressions. "Mrs. Simmons, if you don't know the art of speaking, I don't mind beating it into you," Hades said darkly. Gwyneth was about to retort when she saw Jeff approaching her. Fear crept down her spine instantly.

"Okay. We are talking with Lisa Simmons. We'll be right back after a break." ********************************* "Welcome back, listeners. We are talking with Lisa Simmons, a twenty-one year old girl who fucks a lot of men. It's time for questions from our listeners. Kathy from Fresno, California, go ahead."

“Don’t what me. I saw you sneak off with tall, dark, and handsome. His hands were all over you.” My mind wandered back to said hands. “He had great hands.” “So, you did do some in-depth examinations.” She waggled her eyebrows, her brown eyes sparkling. “He puts all other guys I’ve been with to shame.” Her eyes bulged. “Even Digby?” I used to call my ex-boyfriend Digby my Norwegian pile driver. He was huge all over and known to bruise sensitive areas with how hard he pounded my pussy, but it was worth it. However, his memory was being eclipsed by Simon, though I wasn’t sure what about him made it better.

I took his hand and gave it a squeeze. "You were great." "I was a fucking pansy." "No you weren't." When the funeral ended, Simon spent a long time with Caroline's mother. I stayed in my seat, patiently waiting. "What are you doing here?" asked someone from behind me. I turned around. I didn't recognize the girl, but she looked pissed. "Um… I'm Sophie Charm, Simon's girlfriend." "I know who you are you little hussy. You're the bitch Simon left Caroline for." "That's not true! Simon broke up with Caroline because she was too wild."

she asked Perry, her housemate. He tilted his head to one side and rested his hands on his waist. Even without make-up, her face was naturally beautiful. “Like Margot Simmins … a free-spirited hippie who roams the city without a care in the world … looking for the next unassuming gentleman who’s about to get his next great lay and left to wonder what the fuck just happened to him,” he hugged her from behind. “I feel sorry for the poor bastard already,” he chuckled. “Oh please … guys love no commitment fucks, they’d do it every day if they can.”

"What about Jerry Griffin? He doesn't seem to be interested in you," Simone Murphy's friend asked her. "He's different." Simone's voice turned serious. "He's genuine and pure of heart, unlike other guys. He's worth waiting for." A bitter ache spread from my heart to every inch of my body. It turned out I was just a plaything to Simone. So be it, then. I turned around and quietly left. My younger brother, Jerry, and I had joined Simone's company, Murphy Group, at the same time. He was headhunted with a high salary, basking in glory as he took up his position.

he whispered and a smile escaped on my lips. Of course, Grey Simons is famous for being scared of girls. Yet he is also famous for being called an international playboy. "I know Grey, I know. But people don't know about us, which makes it scarier for me." I whispered. Grey brushed the hair covering my face, the glint on his eyes tells me he's thinking something playful. "I thought you want us a secret baby? And I thought we weren't exclusively dating until I remember when we first met? Is my baby changing her mind?" he started teasing and I rolled my eyes in annoyance.

She winked at me with a smirk. I groaned. "Did he bug you guys?" Alison shrugged. "Not so much," she said. "He actually seems nice." "Really smart, too." Simon grinned at me, pushing his glasses up his narrow nose, skinny shoulders hunched forward under the weight of his overloaded backpack. "Knows a ton about chemistry." Tell me my friends weren't falling for this guy? That would really, really suck.

She glanced back at Gustavo, who merely raised an eyebrow and took a casual sip from his drink. “Yeah, I’m fine,” she said, forcing a smile, though it didn’t reach her eyes. “Just catching up with an old friend.” Simon studied her for a moment, clearly not buying it, but choosing to back off. “Right. And what could he possibly have to say.” Gustavo flashed a mischievous grin before locking eyes with Simon, the playful glint in his gaze quickly giving way to a cold, piercing stare. “That's just between me and Gemini… something you could never relate to.”