Movie Boyfriend For Christmas Novels & Stories

“Yeah, I did. It’s a Christmas romance movie. I don’t think we have ever watched it before.” The movie is titled Christmas in Dallas. There is a cowboy and a woman dressed in a business looking suit on the screen. It’s probably one of those opposites attract kind of movies. I used to hate romance movies of any kind, but now that I have my dream girl I don’t mind watching romance movies anymore. "Looks good, let's watch it." I say, smiling. Adalina hits play and the three of us sit there just like that watching the movie. Spencer plays with her hair and I rub her feet, sneaking a hand up a little higher up her leg every so often just to tease her.

Demie was lying on Sandro's chest as he lovingly combed her hair with his fingers. “You’re the best present I received, sweetheart. This is the best Christmas to me, having you by my side and being able to touch and love you like I always wanted since then. Be with me forever, sweetheart. Do not leave me. I love you so much,” he said, full of sincerity and love.

He hadn’t let this last best chance at love slip past him. “You arrived just as I was headed to the garage. I was going to bring you back here to give you your presents. Here. In OUR home.” Her breath caught and she lifted one hand to her mouth. “Our home?” “If you’ll stay,” Kaleb continued. “Stay with me, my darling. Love me. Marry me. Be mine forever…” “Oh, Kaleb...” “Don’t answer yet,” he said, grinning now as he took her hand and pulled her over to the brightly lit Christmas tree. “Just wait. There’s more.”

"Even with Sophie's rules? Even with your ex-wife watching? Even with everyone knowing?" "Especially with all of that. Because it means we're real. Not hiding. Not pretending." He brought my hand to his lips and kissed it softly. "I want this, Maya. I want you. All the complications included." "I want you too." We sat there holding hands in the dark living room, the movie playing to an audience of two, the Christmas tree lights twinkling. This wasn't how I'd imagined my Christmas. Falling for my best friend's father. Navigating family drama. Sharing him with his ex-wife.

“What are you doing?” “Not much,” I admitted. “Just watching some Christmas movie about some girl who’s too dumb to realize her fiancé is a jerk and that she should really be with the handsome stranger she just bumped into a few days before Christmas.” “OMG! I think I’ve seen that one. Is it on the Hallmark Channel?” “Lucy, that’s the plot of every Christmas movie on the Hallmark Channel. The only difference is that sometimes the lady is in marketing, sometimes she owns an antique store, and once or twice she was a teacher.”

After handing everyone theirs, I move to the back of the glittering and glowing Christmas tree and bring out a box I had kept hidden since yesterday and hand it over to William. There is a surprise in his eyes. “Do I deserve one?” His eyes become serious, “I don’t think I pass the good husband test this year.” I roll my eyes, but urge “Open it,” the smile on my face widening. He does and pulls out a new Rolex before looking up at me. “Merry Christmas William McQueen, I’ve always got your back, and you were not a good husband this year, you’re the best husband.” He pulls me closer, and his lips take mine in for a passionate kiss. “Merry Christmas, Karen, I love you. “

I lifted my head to meet his face. “Yes, I can be cheerful and my Christmas spirit is spreading like magic.” He stopped walking and his warm gloved hand lifted and caressed my chin. “I see no joy, no spirit in your eyes, M. I am making my goal to make you happy this Christmas.” Our eyes met and I melted under his touch and the fire in his stare. I shook my head, pulling myself away. “You don’t have to do this,” I stated, looking at my snowed boots.

His gaze was fixed solidly on her, and in his hands he carried a brightly wrapped box with a huge bow on top. The crowd around her cheered as Gabe drew near, and then he went down on one knee, the box still held out in his hand. “Merry Christmas, Mia,” he said in a husky voice. “I’m sorry I was such an idiot. I should have never let you walk away from me. You’re right. You deserve someone who will fight for you always and I want to be that man if you’ll just give me another chance.” She had no idea what to say, how to respond. Tears welled hot in her eyes and threatened to fall.

I felt a warm glow inside, leaning into Luis's arms, gazing at the twinkling lights. Beneath the Christmas tree, lovers everywhere were capturing the moment with kisses and photos. At that moment, I was walking hand-in-hand with my boyfriend, soaking in the holiday cheer around us. Whatever the future held, in that moment, I was filled with joy.

~Kenzy's POV~ The snowflakes danced like tiny daggers outside the frosted window of our apartment, but inside, the holiday cheer felt as fake as the plastic tree we'd slapped together last minute. It was Christmas Eve, and I, Kenzy, had been counting down the days to spend some real time with Jake, my boyfriend of two years. We'd planned a cozy night in...eggnog, bad rom-coms, maybe some under-the-sheets action to kick off the break. But as I pushed open the door after grabbing takeout from that little Italian place down the block, my world came crashing down like used confetti.