Lance Stroll Girlfriend Novels & Stories

On Friday night, she mysteriously announced she was taking me somewhere "nice." It turned out to be the lively barbecue stall in the alley behind our office building. The moment I sat down, Lindsay grinned and waved toward the side. In the next second, three guys over six feet tall walked over—clean-cut, neatly dressed, and undeniably good-looking. I glanced at them. Each one looked straight out of a poster. Sitting on plastic stools at a street stall, they looked almost unreal. "My little brother, Lesley. He just got back from abroad," Lindsay said, pointing at a boy who shared some of her features. "These are his two friends. They heard I was meeting a pretty lady here and insisted on tagg

He said her name. And with that, my ears snapped back on like someone plugged my skull into a generator. Manny lifted a brow. “Stacy? Who’s Stacy?” “My girlfriend,” Quincy said. And that… That fucked something up in my chest. Not ex-girlfriend. Not ‘someone I used to talk to.’ Girlfriend. A full claim. In front of me. Manny’s eyes widened dramatically. It's an Oscar-worthy acting from someone who was absolutely not surprised. “You got a girlfriend?” Manny asked loudly, leaning back like this was juicy gossip.

Lance continued without averting his eyes from her. She was put on the spot! Sean's face darkened even more. She swiftly jumped up and moved toward the two as he appeared to want to punch his brother. "I'm not feeling insecure about his friendship with Bianca. If you're feeling triggered because of their closeness, then you might want to set some rules with your girlfriend since she's the one who keeps coming to my husband's office." Lance grinned before addressing Sean. "You need to keep her, bro. I like her as my sister-in-law." He patted his brother on the shoulder and then left without saying goodbye to them.

"Oh, okay." Loraine frowned. "Okay? That's all you're going to say? I pulled my heart out to you, and you're going to reply with a simple: 'okay?'" Loraine asked. Her voice showed just how hurt she was feeling. "Or, I see you still love Stacey?" She asked in a jealous voice. "Oh, maybe it's Dawn, your secretary… Arthur, don't forget I came first before all of them. I was your girlfriend before anyone else… and you promised to marry me…"

“Yeah, exactly that but I don’t understand how it is a bad thing, I mean she is my girlfriend, why would she want to be kept a secret?” He asked. He just didn’t get that part. “Did you just call her your girlfriend? As in, you guys are dating?” Patrick asked. “Why is that shocking? You know that I am with her, what else would she be if not my girlfriend?” Lance questioned. “Well, it is definitely shocking, I never expected you to go as far as asking her out officially. “Why not? I like her, she likes me, what’s next? She is my girlfriend,”

one reporter asked. "Yes." "Is it serious?" "Very." "Are you planning to get married?" "That's none of your business." The next day, the headline read: "HOCKEY STAR COLE ASHFORD PLANNING TO MARRY MYSTERY BOYFRIEND." Jay laughed when he saw it. "Mystery boyfriend? I'm not a mystery. I'm just a barista." "You're not just a barista. You're an artist." "An artist who works at a coffee shop."

Lizzy asked. "Yeah, you had a hug crush on her girlfriend remember?" I pointed out. "Yeah that was a long time ago." Lizzy said avoiding our gaze. "Well they are getting married this Saturday, if can't come Lizzy, we will understand." Lora said "Yeah that what friends are, understand each other." I supported. "Who said anything about not going, I just saw her girlfriend as someone cool not that I liked her. I am not lesbian remember." "We know." Lora said smirking, she glance at me and I winked.

Beside him, Jeraldine smiled slightly, as if she were expecting him to confirm their upcoming wedding. But that wasn’t what happened. Instead, Lance took another slow breath before speaking again. “But before anything else,” he added, “there is someone I need to address.” The reporters exchanged glances. Even Jeraldine turned toward him in mild surprise. “My girlfriend.” My heart felt like it stopped beating. I couldn’t breathe as I stared at the screen. Behind me, I felt my mother and Uncle Lemuel suddenly go still. “I know she might be watching this,” Lance continued.