Jackie Young Boyfriend Novels & Stories

"What's going on?" "Liam's flying back today." "Oh. The boyfriend." "The boyfriend." "You don't sound thrilled." "I'm thrilled," I said, in a tone that convinced absolutely nobody, least of all myself. "Uh huh." She leaned in, dropping her voice slightly, though there was nobody nearby to hear us anyway. "Is this a good nervous or a bad nervous?" "I don't know. Both. Neither." "Very helpful, thank you." "I've had him for three years, Amara, I should know how I feel about him landing at an airport. I genuinely don't."

"Would be nice if he found someone. He's been alone too long." I dug my nails into my palm until I felt skin break. "Yeah," I managed. "That would be nice." We talked for another ten minutes. He told me about presentations and networking events and some investor who'd cornered him about cryptocurrency. I nodded in the right places, made appropriate sounds, performed the role of supportive girlfriend. When we hung up, I ran to the bathroom and threw up. --- Three days crawled by. Jamie didn't text. Didn't call. Didn't acknowledge my existence beyond that pathetic note he'd left behind.

Alfred disappeared for three months. Refused to answer my calls or reply my messages. I later found out he had blacklisted me. On the last day of the third month, I agreed to Cedric Miller's proposal after a second thought. Cedric thanked me sincerely with a smile in his wheelchair. "Miss Jones, it's my honor to take you as my wife. Never hesitate to tell me if you have any requests for the wedding. I'll do my best." On the wall was a huge ring in the ad.

I enthuse, patting him on the shoulder. "Nah man, it was all you." He leans in to whisper to me, "I was thinking of bringing Jackie but I wasn't sure if it was too soon." I raise my eyebrow. "Who is Jackie?" "Jackie Dalton, my" My mouth goes agape and I shove him gently. "Jackie! When did you get back with her? Since when was she back in town? How long has it been? Tell me everything!" He puts a finger to his lips. "Speak a little louder, I don't think Joan heard you from in the kitchen. No one knows yet. I haven't even told Mom and Dad."

"The famous Kaira. Erica told us about you." I blinked. "She did?" "She said you were gorgeous. She wasn't lying." He extended his hand. "Trent McGuire. Slade's best friend. The handsome one." I shook his hand, fighting a smile. "Nice to meet you, Trent." "Trent, stop harassing her." A girl appeared beside him, rolling her eyes. She had dark hair pulled into a high ponytail and a friendly smile. "I'm Jackie. Ignore him." "I'm not harassing her. I'm welcoming her."

Trixie, retouching her make up, and Vanessa, finding a perfect angle for her selfie, were already seated. "Hey babe." It's Jared Montezano. My boyfriend for almost 2 years now. He's a grade 11 student, son of my dad's business partner. He leaned over me and kissed my cheeks. Both his hands found their way to my waist. "Hey." I was lost in my own thoughts so that was all I could manage to say.

Julianna Jacaruso was one of her best friends in senior high school. Her relationship with Julianna was the same as Quincy's. They were once the closest of friends. Julianna said with a smile, “I heard from Quincy in the group chat that you’ve restored your looks. She even posted a picture of you. I couldn’t recognize you when I saw you just now. I was only sure it was you after double-checking with the photo.” Thea smiled. Julianna pulled the handsome man by her side and introduced him, “This is my boyfriend. He’s Quay, from the Xenoses.”

He looked as her bare back is turned towards him and he had to gripped his fists tightly to stop himself from heightening his desire for her. “How do you know, Jackie?” She asked softly, unaware of the effect that she is giving him. “He’s such a darling and a talented designer. When I found out that he’s going to be here for the fair, I told Gray that I’m going to set a schedule with him. Thankfully, he was able to accommodate me.” “Jackie’s a good friend of the family,” Jordan answered. “He’s a classmate of my younger sister when they were in high school.”

My steps quickened as I tried my best to reach my office before breaking down. I paused when I found the door slightly ajar. I pushed it open and stepped in. He was seated in my chair, a smile plastered across his face. His short, curly hair fell onto his forehead, giving him a slightly boyish charm. He was dressed in a pristine white shirt tucked into black slacks. “I thought I’d take you home,” he said. Despite the turmoil inside me, I felt my lips curve upwards. Nathiel Brooks. My first boyfriend. My first love. My first kiss.

I told her. "What do you mean?"she asked me. "Anastasia, I'm your boyfriend now right?" I asked. "Yes you are but I'm just thinking about you. Maybe you're ashamed to be with me"she replied. "Are your exes like that with you? Well, I'm not like that" I answered seriously and held her hand. I saw her smile at what I did and I was comfortable at those times even though other people were looking at us. I don't care anymore.