Novel & Cerita Hot Best Friend

The 19th time I demand a divorce from my husband, Jason Simmons, my best friend, Diana Nicholson, doesn't try to change my mind as usual. In the past, she always tried to stop me. She even personally showed up at Jason's company to ask him to reconcile with me. This time, she quietly contacts a lawyer for me, prepares a divorce agreement, and helps me with the divorce proceedings. Unable to help myself, I question her about her unusual behavior just as I'm about to sign the divorce agreement. It seems that I've touched a sore spot because she suddenly loses her temper and snaps, "Layla suffered a miscarriage because of you this time. How much longer are you going to cause a fuss?" Layla

I put it in my mouth and start munching it. “So.” Jamie decides to keep the conversation going,“Henry Nosrevi, he’s your friend huh?” In a complacent way, I scoff, “Hell yeah.” it is time to do some promotion, “He is the hottest among all of my friends. He’s talented, kind-hearted, like an angel. He’s just so rare that one day he’ll go extinct. If you’re fond of him, you better seize the chance. Tons of admirers are after him.”

“It’s a lovely sight.” “Don’t say that to her face.” Misty warned. “Why? Will she twitch?” “She will throw something.” Misty warned. “She’s not in the mood for all of that tonight.” “I think I’ll take my chances.” “You’re flustering her.” Asteria said, nudging him. “I’m aware.” Damian retorted. “Let no one say that they don’t understand why Misty and Paige are best friends. They’re obviously both very responsive individuals.” They followed her back around the side of the house. It was past ten, and so the party was in full force.

Holy shit, what was happening to me? As he carried my suitcase to the door, I followed, trying to act normal. But inside? I was on fire. Ryan Hale wasn't just Dad's best friend anymore. He was danger. Hot, forbidden danger. And I was already addicted.

“Wеll, he is a hottie аnd a grеаt distraction.” We both laughed, thоugh mіnе wаѕ mоrе fоrсеd. I knew this was thе start оf the hеаlіng рrосеѕѕ. It was going tо bе hаrd, but I соuldn’t thіnk оf аnуоnе else I’d rаthеr ѕhаrе іt wіth. Hе was the best frіеnd a girl could еvеr wіѕh for. * * *

“Yes, I think I can answer one of your questions in exchange for answering mine.” “Done,” Leo shrugged. “Yes, I like him. He’s the first person that’s been nice to me since I got here, maybe even before. Plus… he’s hot.” I nodded, pleased with his answer. I couldn’t help but smile at the last bit. What question would he ask? I couldn’t think of anything he would want to know. “My best friend is hot,” I confirmed. This was probably the only time I would agree with him; not probably, it definitely was.

"You don't have to keep saying his name." "Forgive me. I just found out my best friend lost her virginity to one of the hottest guys in Hollywood history." "You mean one of the hottest guys in Hollywood history turned her off men forever." "Well, you still admit that he's hot, so you haven't completely abandoned the cock." I groan. "This isn't about cock. This is about me staying as far away from him as possible."

"Okay fine... She's hot.. so hot it's fucken distracting me.. like I'm asking myself how will I be able to sit in a class and look at her all year without grouping her.." My best friend laughed on the other side of the phone, 'your fucken classmate, dude, why the fuck did she stand out on your first day..? Oh wait, is she like those blonde annoying chicks in movies who have two stupid followers and do everything in power to put you down because you as hot as her..?'

“Okay, if Trip is not the hottest guy in campus, then who is? I mean…he’s the captain of the basketball team, he has a Porsche, he’s a straight-A student, and he looks like Barbie’s Ken with hazel eyes.” “Well, you know me. We’ve always had different tastes. I wonder why we’re best friends.” I laughed. “All right. I wonder who you find worthy of being called the ‘hottest’ guy in campus, then?” She stared at the ceiling thoughtfully and then said, “Travis Cross.” “Amen!” Amanda Jones, who had her locker beside Cindy’s, said. She beamed at us. “No offense, either, Brianne. Trip is hot. But Travis Cross? Out-of-this-world hot!” Then she walked away.