Merry Christmas To My Boyfriend Novels & Stories

Starting with Logan. Logan: Hey baby. Merry Christmas! I hope you are having a great Christmas. You're boyfriends better be treating you right, or I'll kick their asses. (winky face emoji) Seriously though baby. I hope this Christmas is the best one you have ever had! Text me when you can. I can't help but smile while I am reading his message. He's so damn sweet. I'm so lucky to have him as a friend. Me: Merry Christmas Logan! (heart emoji) This Christmas has been incredible. I hope your having an amazing Christmas this year too. Don't worry they are treating me great! I miss you!

“Hey, sis! Are you coming for Christmas? I’m getting married! So please come with your boyfriend for my wedding! Can’t wait to meet him.” I stared at the message, my jaw tightening. “Oh, I know exactly what you're doing, sis.” Her tone was dripping with smugness, and I could practically hear her voice saying it. She loved to rub things like this in my face, and there was no way I was giving her the satisfaction of thinking I was still single and sulking. Before I could think it through, I typed out a reply: “Yeah, I heard it from Mom. Congratulations. Sure, I will definitely bring my boyfriend for your Christmas wedding.”

Hot spurts coated my walls, his body trembling above me. We collapsed, tangled and spent, his weight a comforting press. He kissed my temple, soft now. “Merry Christmas, kiddo. Didn't mean for this to happen, but... damn, I don't regret it.” I smiled, tracing his jaw. “Me neither. Feels like home.” Outside, snow fell thicker, but inside, warmth bloomed, messy, real, ours.

"I didn't mean... I mean, I did but fuck." I couldn't fucking help it. The smile on my face grew so wide it was a surprise it didn't split my cheeks. "You didn't ask me properly. "Huh? What?" He started to ask but his eyes narrowed at me and he snapped. "Get the fuck out." I laughed. “No, really. Don't you think you should?” “I don’t need to ask,” he said, grabbing my wrist and tugging me toward him again. I grinned like an idiot bevause it felt like I was suddenly high in drugs. I felt so good. “Being your boyfriend has a nice ring to it.” I told pecked his lips. "We should celebrate, boyfriend."

This night will surely be a beautiful night to remember. “Mom, Dad, I want a little brother this upcoming year. That’s our deal guys.” Both of us looked at Kevin. Then we just smiled looking at each other. “Of course, Kevin. Mom can’t escape with me tonight.” “Rhio, stop it.” and I smile at my wife who’s having a red face. I just winked at her. “Merry Christmas, sweetheart.” From your Author! MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!

At School "Now both are in relationship. They are lover's now boyfriend and girlfriend." Aaron wide eyed looked at Merry. "You still don't believe me, look at them." Merry points them. His eyes travel's to hope and ryan. There are little bit far but yes he can listen them. "Suddenly why so many change?" He asked. "Why not, you are my boyfriend, it is my responsibility to keep you happy." Boyfriend word jerk Aaron's mind His eyes turns to red.

“You can add the names as our family grows.” I stare at her in awe, and she smiles adoringly at me. “How did I get so lucky to find you.” I sigh, pulling her to me and kissing her. “Thank you, baby. I’ll be wearing this for the rest of my life.” And I did. She grins, “Merry Christmas, baby.” “Merry Christmas, Sweetheart,”

The way a cute excitement runs through him, I want to say the word boyfriend all the time now, just to see this reaction. He gets us a matching drink and churros. He feeds me the churro, wiping the excess cinnamon sugar off my lip with maximum concentration. “Thank you, boyfriend.” He shivers with excitement again, a blush staining his cheeks. He is so cute that I whip out my phone, taking pictures of him, and of us. He laughs the entire time. “Put it away, people are staring at us.” “So, what if they are? I have the world’s best boyfriend and I am not shy to show it off.”

We sat there in silence for a few minutes before I broke it. " My boyfriend is getting married in a week." I said as I suppressed the urge to cry. " Fuck!" He said before wrapping his arms around me letting me cry on his shoulder

It was our first Christmas together as a married couple, and it made the moment feel even more special. She let out a soft sigh, her body shifting toward me. Then, in one smooth motion, she turned and wrapped her arms around my waist, pulling me closer. Her eyes finally opened, sparkling with that mischief I adored. "Merry Christmas to you too, Roman," she murmured, her voice husky from sleep. She nuzzled into my chest, and I felt her warmth seep through my skin.