How To Lose A Guy In 10 Days Therapy Novels & Stories

I thought Betty would be angry, but she smiled instead. “It’s fine. If I hadn’t come at you the way I did, you wouldn’t have lied. I’ve waited for your call. I took your advice. I’m already seeing a therapist, a female therapist. She’s been so kind and nice to me. Guess what? I haven’t had sex in a week. Like, my pants have been up for a whole seven days and counting.” I saw the confusion on Nicki’s face; she was making the weirdest expressions, like her face was auditioning for a cartoon. But me? I was proud of Betty’s achievement.

“I'm so angry at him and I don't even know him... Or do I?." “ Let's forget about him." I got into the car and put on my seatbelt. " Let's make a deal." “What deal?." “It's more like a proposal." I raised a brow at him and he laughed his beautiful laugh, then he became all serious once again. “I'll make you fall in love with me in fourteen days and if I succeed, you'll break up with your boyfriend and date me." I shook my head in disapproval. “Don't think about it. Just do it."

“I will introduce you to a new physical therapist, and you have to be very cooperative. If it fails, you can do whatever you want to me.” That was my deal. I knew Charles had been having problems with his therapy. He wasn’t making any progress, so it frustrated him. “Anything at all?” He cocked a brow. I nodded, forcing a smile. “Just eat healthy, cooperate, and if it fails, you can make me do whatever you want.” “Fine. We have a deal.” With that, Charles broke his days-long fast. I was surprised that worked. I didn’t think it would, since he is a hard person to convince. Unless he had other plans for me. Whatever it is, I’d be ready or so I thought.

He really wants me to spell it out for him, and I do. “Why haven’t you touched me?” I pause, his lips part and I can hear his excuse before he speaks. “Holding me doesn’t count, I like that I’m in your arms, but I miss feeling you inside me too.” “It’s been eight days.” “Exactly,” I huff. “Since when do we go that long without it? I’m feeling a little neglected.” “It's just eight days, baby.” He says with a weak smile, caressing my cheek. “We can try longer, your therapist said you were using sex as a—”

REESE CALHOUN_ _VICTIM IMPACT STATEMENT_ _Bethany Vane-Knight_ Cursor blinking. _Delete._ _Thump-thump. Thump-thump._ 94 BPM. “Write it,” Adrian said. From doorway. No suit. Jeans. T-shirt. 10:00 AM therapy on Wednesdays now. Day 45. He goes. He comes back quiet. Then he plays with Isla for 2 hours straight. “Don’t delete it.” “I’m not,” I said. Lying. Typed one word.

"But here's my offer. I will teach you." "Teach me what?" "How to seduce him. How to make him obsessed. How to make sure he never even thinks about another woman." A laugh escaped - flat, shaky. "You're out of your mind." "Maybe." His shrug was unbothered. "But I'm still right. You know I am." I shook my head and started away. "Fourteen days," he called. I halted. "Give me fourteen days," Liam said. "Let me show you. If nothing changes, you can forget I exist." I shot him a look over my shoulder.

So this makes him even more firmly maintain the ideology of celibacy, marriage is the grave, singleness is royalty! Ethan automatically adjusted the air conditioner and grinned. "...Someone is in a very bad mood today! How's it going, weren't your needs fully met last night? It's a pity you're not a guy who loves boys, otherwise this brother would reluctantly try and sacrifice for you..." ”If you have so much free time, I can send you to Africa to expand the market!” Lukas did not hesitate to say another sentence, clearly writing on his forehead. "I'm upset now, shut up!"

I had begun to search for ridiculous things on the internet, like ‘how to make a man fall in love with you in sixty days. The results were simple: Days 1-10: Build a Foundation. Days 11-20: Foster Trust and Comfort. Days 21-40: Deepen the Bond. Days 41-60: Reflect and Let Things Flow. Days one to ten were gone without me realizing or deciphering what kind of foundation we had laid down for ourselves. Days eleven to twenty were almost gone, and I don't know if what I was feeling was trust or comfort. Heck, I had no idea what Alpha Jax was feeling.

“Yes. I. Do. West, it’s simple. One, two, three, shoot.” We slapped our fists together, and of course, I won. “Ha! I win. So here’s the deal.” I leaned closer, my chest practically pressed against him even though I wasn’t supposed to be that obvious. “We go on ten dates. No backing out. Ten. And if I fail to convince you to fake–marry me, I'll leave your condo and leave your life but if I do, we’re stuck together till I get my man back.” He blinked. “Wait, what? I didn’t agree to that.”

He began and I swallowed even as I found his words offensive but I felt embarrassed because he was speaking facts. But what kind of a deal was he talking about? “60 days Sophia, you have 60 days to succeed where others have failed.” He said with a stern voice and my brows furrowed as I stared up at him. “What?” “Seduce me in 60 days, make we want you in every way imaginable and every single penny you owe me is gone.” “You mean?” I asked. “I don’t know what love is all about but I heard it is the most beautiful thing ever, that makes me want to experience it…give me a feeling of it. it’s as simple as that,” he added with a cold look that pierced right into my soul.