Joseph Quinn Girlfriend Novels & Stories

"Mr. Emerson, who is this?" Mr. Quade knew his daughter liked Jeff.He sighed and said, "Shirley, Miss Quest is his girlfriend." "Girlfriend?" Miss Quade was so shocked that she even took two steps backward and her voice was sharper. Although she had guessed this, she wasn't willing to accept it. "Yes, this is my girlfriend." While speaking, Jeff took Bethany in his arms. Bethany hunched her shoulders and smiled stiffly at Miss Quade. "Hello, nice to meet you. My name is Bethany Quest."

she bellowed. Killian jerked to his feet, his eyes widening. “Josie?” He stepped toward me as if he had to be certain I was truly there. Then his eyes shifted to Kaiden. “Explain,” he demanded. Kaiden shrugged. “I was told I could take someone with me, so... Meet Josephine Clairmont, my girlfriend.”

Jesse asked observing my cupcakes. "Who's he anyway?" "Tyler Robb is Quinn's boyfriend. They're in love." Aaron says nodding his head as I look at him confused. In love? On what planet? Definitely not earth. Jesse seems to think the same as me and burst out laughing, tapping his leg and shaking his head. "In love my ass. She has him wrapped around her little c*nt oh wait...large cu*t." "Jesse!" Aaron yells then uses his hands to cover my two ears. "Language."

Zayn invited everyone to take a seat and looked toward Queenie, “It has been a long time since we last met, Queenie!” Queenie smiled shyly. “It’s been long.” Zayn took a glance without changing his expression. “This is?” Queenie explained, “This is my boyfriend, Kayson Yarde.” The corner of Zayn’s eyes twitched, and his gaze turned colder at once. “Queenie, you’re the only one with a partner tonight here. You’re going to have to punish yourself by taking three shots!” Queenie nodded. “Sure thing, sure thing!”

Josephine replied with an uneasy feeling. "Well, I'm not as married as you are," Karen replied. Josephine was quite surprised when she heard Karen's answer. As far as Josephine knows, Karen used to date Jason Hopkins, a popular student at her college. Jason Hopkins was fairly well-established at his age, already owning an upper-middle-class seafood restaurant. Even at Jason and Karen's engagement, Josephine attended with Gerald at the time. But somehow, they didn't get married. Josephine tried not to ask this for fear of offending an old friend or resurrecting an old wound.

Once the song ended, other couples joined the dance floor as they all enjoyed it except for the singles. While they were dancing Quinn was dancing with Adriel when Adriel stopped and made Quinn turn around. Quinn turned around confused only to gasp when she found Joseph on his knees holding a ring for her, "will you marry me?" He asked and everyone was shocked but they had goofy grins on their faces. Both of them were dating for a month now, but Joseph loved the girl for ages. Quinn nodded her head, her eyes teary and everyone cheered as Joseph slid the ring on her finger and they both hugged.

Her face and good humor fell instantly and she grabbed her coffee cup, hugging her hands around it. “Whoa! What just happened there?” Tania asked. Quinn shook her head. “It doesn’t matter either way, I shouldn’t get excited and need to stop this, I can’t lead these guys on any longer…I’m not in a situation to date either one of them.” “Oh!?” Tania’s eyes went wide in surprise. “You already have a boyfriend…that’s right. He must be super freaking hot to not want to dump him for either Curry or Rice…”

They laugh at my father and tease him. "Talking about gossip, we heard that you are in love with Lizelle and that you have asked her to become your girlfriend. You know that she has been through half of the boys in school. Seriously, dude, you have to stop thinking about having another girlfriend," Joseph, one of our friends, says. Joseph is dating Marcy, who is also a friend of Lizelle, but I don't care.

Chapter Three : Jay pov I told myself it didn't mean anything. The staring. The way my chest went tight when Cole Ashford looked at me. The fact that I replayed every word of that gym conversation while lying in bed at 2am, staring at my ceiling, my heart beating too fast. It didn't mean anything. I had a girlfriend. A good one. Maya was kind, beautiful, and somehow not turned off by my secondhand sweaters and calloused hands. She laughed at my stupid jokes. She remembered my coffee order. She deserved better than me obsessing over her older brother.

The 3 PM all-hands meeting was already underway when Audrey Mitchell, the CEO's wife, shoved the door open, her expression cold as ice. She marched straight at me and slammed a photograph onto my laptop keyboard. It was taken in a luxury hotel lobby. A young woman was trying to wrap her arm around Benjamin Mitchell, our CEO, while he held his hands up in a gesture of resistance. "Dylan, is this your girlfriend?" More than a hundred people packed into the conference room, collectively holding their breath. The room went dead silent. Beside me, my intern, Zoe Brooks, slowly pushed back her chair and stood up. She turned to look at me. Her eyes were red. "Dylan, last month in the break r