Gentlemen Prefer Blondes Novels & Stories

“Nah, they aren’t my type.” “I noticed you were looking at them with interest.” “It’s pretty entertaining to see dudes whine about their Ex. Especially the younger-looking one. He’s kinda cute.” “I guess cute isn’t your type?” “Exactly.” Jordan poured down vodka down her throat, leaving behind a nice burn. … “She sounds like the snake I used to date,” Blake muttered. He hung his heavy arm around Jacob’s shoulder. “I guess women prefer assholes. I was too fucking nice to her.” Jacob slurred, swaying back and forth. The booze kicked in too damn well.

Inside was a lot of women spinning on poles. “Lorenzo!” A busty blonde came up to his side and started rubbing her breasts all over him followed by 3 redheads. “I already called ahead with your preferences. Enjoy yourselves boys.” He waved at us and took off with the blonde and also a brunette. I looked at the three red heads in front of me. This was freaky more than anything.

“I need a new hottie, dude!” I said, rolling my eyes at him, while he grins widely at me. “Well, I have got some hotties for y'a! You wanna see them?” “Please…no blondes!” I spoke up quickly, which made him narrow his eyes at me. "Something else is going on with you?". “You know what?" I have someone in mind already!" I smirk at him. "Who?”

The first person I see the minute I step inside the club is Keiran. He's a bartender, works the bar frequently and he's my very good friend. Keiran is hot. Short blonde hair, one sleeve tattoo on his left arm. He's pretty tall, not that tall and he's attractive. He's literally the ladies' man. Most female customers who drink by the bar every other night always flirt with Keiran and drop him a lot of tips. He's beautiful to the eye and you just can't ignore him even if you try.

“Why did you choose Mia Weller as your preferred date? Any particular reason?” “Umm… yes, actually,” I answered truthfully, tucking a strand of red hair behind my ear. “I feel that Mia and I have a lot in common, personality wise we’re the same, reserved at first but when we make friends, we’ll do anything for them. We have similar tastes in men, too, handsome and the alpha kind.” “Is that why most of your male leads are blond?” A girl of about sixteen or seventeen years old asked from the audience, a knowing grin stretched across her face.

We soon find ourselves at the table, and I know…it is time to put that fake smile on. "Hello, ladies," the tall man with dark blonde hair says. "Evening gents," Tammy is the first one to greet him. "Are you lovely ladies sitting with us tonight?" the man with the dark brown curly hair asks. "Well, we would not be standing here if we weren't." "Are we only getting you three for the night?" "Hold on there, Rambo," Jessie blurts out. "Do you want me to go grab you, Paulina, over there as well?"

“What can we do for you fine gentlemen?” “Perhaps a dance,” said one of the two. He had blonde hair and brown eyes with a charming smile that was kissed by a touch of dimples. His friend had a deep brown buzz cut with brown eyes. “Can we have names first,” Mel asked. I smiled at the two, leaning more towards the blonde. What can I say, I like dimples! I do not think you will find many females who are not a sucker for them. Not to mention, the blonde’s eyes looked to be kinder. The brunette looks like he is only here for a “good time,” if you know what I mean.

I said in an annoyed tone. "One of my many wonderful traits." He chuckled. "More like annoying. What do you want anyway?" "I honestly don't know. I'm just looking for someone to talk to." "So, why me?" "Well, Bambi there preferred lesbians." Pointing his glass to a blonde girl talking to another girl. "Red head, too annoying." Pointing his finger to a red haired girl talking to a guy. "And blonde's too predictable." Pointing to a blonde girl surrounded by a lot of guys. He took another sip from his glass.

I ordered and he nodded, left and soon returned with our orders. I took a sip of my wine and looked around the club filled to the brim with people who were being entertained by the strippers on the stage. Three girls soon came to our table They smiled at us flashing their boobs. I grabbed the black haired one because her hair reminded me of Rhoda. leaving the blonde and red haired for Jordan and Jake. I used to like and fvck blondes alot but ever since I saw Rhoda and she refused my advances, I lost interest in blondes and black haired girls turned my favorite because I always imagined them to be Rhoda.

When they arrived to the hotel last night, Melanie had boldly invited Joe for a night cap, which her best friend turned down to the embarrassment of the blonde. Kathleen had felt bad for the blonde so when they got to her door after saying good night to Chloe and Santana she tried finding out why Joe wasn't interested in the blonde. It had been so obvious the blonde was interested in him, and she was hot. The dark man had paused by the door, looking intently at her said. "She is not her type." Kathleen had scoffed at his response, thinking it impossible a woman like the blonde isn't his type. She was tall, and curvy at all the right places, and long legs that most men they passed as they str