Get The Guy Novels & Stories

Dani fights back a grin. “No, you lazy bastard. I know you aren't going to touch the dishes. You are content with being a filthy slob. But I actually need you to help out a friend of mine. She needs some forms changed up. But she needs them today. It's real important. Think you can help out?” Eddy asks the guy and Dani hears a chuckle. “Of course I can. But how good of a friend is she? Is she hot?” The voice asks and Dani hears Eddy growl “Don't even think about it.”

The sour feeling that had just subsided in my chest rushed back up again, and the tips of my fingers, still not fully warmed, turned cold once more. I sat on the sofa in a daze. I did not even know how much time passed. What Jason did not know was that this version of me was actually very calm. I pulled out my phone to check recent company performance reports and roughly calculated the value of the shares I held. Suddenly, a news alert popped up in the local trending section. Two familiar faces appeared in the photo, caught in a paparazzi shot. [Renowned entrepreneur Jason Grant rumored to be married and living with his pregnant wife!]

Alright,we'll try them out" the older cop said as they descended the flights. Tom had his shoes on now, they felt different, they looked different, a little new, polished in fact, a thought collided with the shoe mystery, he had to get to the bank, his account must be emptied today, he had to fix his apartment, no, that could wait. He had to catch the game, he has a voucher, yeah, he wouldn't miss that.

Lord knows they deserved way more than that, thanks to their shitty ass dad bailing on them. Bobby eyed the young man; well okay he was his age that was in a black shirt. He walked over to Buzz, shook his hand, said something to cause the old man to smile and walked over to him. He held his hand out to Bobby, a laid back smile on his face. “You must be the new guy; I’m Justin.” “Yup, I’m Bobby.” Bobby shook his hand but still eyed him up. Guy stood a few inches shorter and wasn’t as built, but his blonde hair, blue eyes and easy smile probably had a lot of the ladies swooning.

Amber and Liam look up at me. "I met this really cool guy and I- I thunk I want to give him a chance." They smile at me. "Well, who's the lucky guy?" Liam asks and I grin. "Theo Keats."

"Erhm..How do I get a - guy...you know- to...I need a fuck boy" The bartender looks at her and then at Allen. "He's just my brother"she replied immediately. "Well, we have lots of boys you want behind the curtains. Choose your favorite and leave a review of their service"he said. "Thank you. You can get my brother some alcohol"she said and the bartender left. "What are you doing?"Allen holds her hands tight. "This is the best way Allen, I can figure out who this guys is..just give me sometime. It's safe. I promise"

"I was just busy with work. I was going to call you before this sickness crippled me. You know how there things can be." Get-high chuckled again. "Again, let say you're not lying. So where's my money?" He ended the last part by raising his voice and Harry knew if this wasn't w call where they could not see each other face to face, he wouldn't have been going to go home with every part of his body completely. "Sorry? I can't hear you. I think the network -" "Don't fucking play dumb with me! Where's my fucking money?" Get-high yelled, harry shuddering within his bed.

We have no reason to expect otherwise. Mr. Aku looked him in the face. 'Sure everything will go as planned?' he asked 'Sure, there will be no mistakes.' 'Then, let it be as you say.' Dr. Zaki stretched his hand. And seizing Mr. Aku's hand, they shook vigourously. 'I will need your account number for the remittance,' he said. 'Well, well, well. Let me see if my teller is in the Land Rover outside.' Mr. Aku returned. 'That is the only place I can get that right now.'

"Text me later?" All the way to work I convince myself I'm not going to look for this guy online, nothing good can come from it, but hallway through my shift, when it's quiet, the glasses are all collected and barely anyone's ordering, I lose the fight, searching for Kim's I*******m account and scrolling down the followers list until I find a picture of the guy from earlier. His name is Calvin Whyatt and when I click on his profile, it's all posed pictures of him, most of them topless and captions about working out, some with guys, some with girls, a few with a tiny dog.

I almost screamed in delight but I contained my happiness. I followed his guys up the stairs, feeling like I've gotten freedom, what exactly I needed. The footages were displayed in front of me but I wasn't seeing the particular one I wanted. “Who exactly are you looking for? If you can give us a name then we'll definitely know this person. Only reputable play boys come over to this club” the big guy said as I smiled. “Why don't you show me their pictures? I really need to find him.” A guy walked into the inner room and came back with a photo album.