Kyle Hamilton Girlfriend Novels & Stories

But Kyle quickly brought me back to reality with the fact that he and Taylor were together again. "Sweetie, I love you, but you need to wake up. This is classic Kyle behavior. You're his toy, and now that you're showing signs of independence, his possessive male ego can't handle it. And I hope you know he was having lunch with Taylor yesterday! " "How did you—" "I*******m, darling." She pulled out her phone, quickly pulling up a post. "Your dear stepsister isn't exactly subtle." The photo felt like a knife to the heart. Kyle and Taylor at Le Cirque, their heads bent close together over wine glasses. Taylor's caption read simply: "Perfect lunch date with my soulmate ��"

Ace clearly has a lot of respect for her and vice versa. “Come with me for a bit. Since you’re Ace’s girlfriend, you should hear about this…” Kyle said persuasively. Could Ace really be cheating on me? It just didn’t seem likely and with Elizabeth of all people. Elizabeth just married Kyle not too long ago so why does he seem so insecure? Did something happen between them?

“Been ages, bro. Where you been?” Kyle stepped in behind me. “I’m back from my hiatus.” They both looked past him at me and Iris. The kind of look that made it clear they thought we’d been brought home for entertainment. Kyle caught it immediately. “No. No. It’s not like that.” He put a hand lightly on my lower back, the contact brief but deliberate. “This is my girlfriend, Elara. And her friend Iris.” The word girlfriend still sounded strange in his mouth. Strange and heavy and not entirely real. But he said it without hesitation.

"And I think this is far more important than her background, family, education, or career." Seeing the clueless look on Lysia’s face, Catherine finally gave up on keeping it a secret. She leaned in and revealed, "Charlotte is Kyle’s ex-girlfriend. Or to put it more accurately—based on his entire dating history—she was his first love and the only serious relationship he ever had before marrying you, bestie!" Lysia’s cheerful smile slowly faded. Her arms slackened, and her gaze drifted toward the beautiful businesswoman, now filled with a complex mix of emotions.

"I bought these supplements for Florence. It'll help with her recovery." I looked at it, my mind going a little blank. His thoughtfulness had come too late. Mom didn't need them anymore. When I said nothing, a flicker of worry crossed Kyle's face. He was about to speak when his ringing phone cut in. He pulled out his phone, glanced at me, and, after a brief moment of hesitation, walked out. I knew it was Ruby. She was his legal wife, after all. I felt nothing. I didn't care anymore.

“I want to get the prize and give it to someone.” “It looks like you’ll give it to a special girl.” “Waaah!” Girls squealed. “It’s me!” shouted a random girl with a thick face. “Is she your girlfriend?” “No,” Kyle answered. He glanced at Slyvester before answering. “But soon. Maybe she will be my girl.” Slyvester frowned. He turned his head to the audience with a face that would be difficult to paint. He isn’t Ryan’s boyfriend, but the jealousy hit him to the bone. He could not feel at ease without Ryan’s sweet ‘yes’.

But Clara had never seen me as anything other than a convenient placeholder, someone to fill the space Kyle had left until he decided to come back. And the worst part, the detail that made this entire situation even more absurd, was that Clara had seen a video of Kyle with another woman just a few hours ago. I'd watched her phone light up with that image, had seen Kyle kissing some blonde woman in what looked like a restaurant or bar. She knew he was involved with other people, knew he wasn't being faithful or exclusive or any of the things you'd expect from someone who supposedly loved you. But here she was anyway, smiling at him with what looked like love in her eyes. Her body angled towar

Her name is actually Alessa McCain, and she is the woman I love. “You told them who I am?” “I told the whole world you the woman I am in love with. Alessa McCain.” Kyle’s eyes glinted. Tears were back in Alessa’s eyes. Alessa leaped out of her chair and kissed Kyle. They stayed like this for a while till finally, Kyle broke apart. “Peter, I am ready for the second part of the evening.”

It was later when Kyle asked Carlos, "So, um. Is that Mckenzie girl still bothering you? What’s her name? Bailey? Or was it Ali? You are taking care of her, right?” Carlos and Kaleb became amused. Kaleb remarked, “Kyle and female names, man. They don’t go hand in hand.” “What do you mean?” Kyle asked. “I know female names!” “Yeah, what’s the name of my ex?” Kaleb asked. “Which one? Ross or Fisa?” Kyle asked with a frown. "Who is your wife?" Kaleb challenged. "Gabrielle Taylor-Wright," Kyle proudly answered. "My beautiful wife."

I had seen pictures of them in his room. It was his mom and sister. “Hello, nice to meet you,” I said while holding my hand towards the mother who shook it warmly before I turned to his sister and shook her hand. “Hello,” they both responded simultaneously. “Who are you to my son and why were you guys arguing?” His mother asked. “I’m his s-” “She’s my girlfriend,” Kyle cut me off. Turning towards him, I could see his eyes were begging me not to say what I was going to him and that he was putting the pregnancy test inside the envelope.