Movie Boyfriend For Christmas Novels & Stories

“I would just like to say how grateful I am to be welcomed into your home, Shooting Scar. And Bianca, I am more than grateful to be welcomed into your heart.” “Oh, Robbie,” Mom smiled. “But, I want more than what we have right now, Bianca.” Um is he breaking up with my mother on Christmas Day just like my father did?! “What do you mean Robbie?” Mom questioned. Robbie smiled at her. “I think we can do more, babe,” He got on one knee and pulled out a ring. “Bianca Monroe…will you marry me?” I wasn’t the only one who looked visibly shocked. Everyone did, even Gerald.

I wasn't shocked when he came out ten pounds. "I'll get them." He brings me over my mug. "I still have to set up the train, but I promised you a Christmas movie and a foot rub." I moan thinking about the foot rub already. "Have I told you that you're the most wonderful husband?" "Having a wife like you makes it easy." He takes the mug from my hand, helping me off the counter. "Go sit on the sofa." He smacks my ass as I go. I drop down on the sofa, and he brings me over my hot chocolate and some cookies. He brings out the presents and starts putting them under the tree. The lights on the tree sparkle, and the light from the fire only illuminates them even more.

“Hmm. I guess I’d do anything to keep you. Even if it means giving up everything I have my wealth, even my company. I’d do it for you, Audrey.” My heart skipped a beat. I blushed but tried to shake it off. “Everything?” I teased. Jazper Ray leaned in slightly, smirking. “No.” I frowned at him, but he only smiled. “Because you are my everything. And I won’t give you up.” I stared at him, barely breathing. Wow. “Everything?” I whispered. “Everything,” he said again and kissed my forehead. This really was the best Christmas of my life. Later, when the movie reached the part where the woman gave up on her husband and chose the man she’d spent that one night with, I couldn’t help it, I cried. H

Rylee winked and I can't help but smile. I chuckled as I shut the fridge, “well I can't wait to open my gifts” I changed the topic. “Don't worry I will blow your mind,” Rylee said, making me laugh. “We will see about that,” I reply. After we are done in the kitchen, we return to the living area to watch a Christmas movie, a romantic movie to be exact. And in the moment I wished I had the love the main characters had, I knew deep down that's not possible.

Before I could figure out what was going on, a tall and slender woman approached Dylan and me. She locked arms with Dylan and shot me an irritated look, asking, "Who's this?" Dylan answered before I could even say a word, speaking in a tone that made it seem like we had coincidentally run into each other. "She's Blake's girlfriend. She came to look for him." The woman immediately dropped her guard and curiously gave me a once-over. She smiled sweetly and introduced herself as Trixie Ashford. She was Dylan's girlfriend, and she had returned to the country specifically to celebrate Christmas with him.

There was this event set aside for couples only. People would show up with their love, play games, eat, and have fun. It's a lively thing that happens every Christmas evening. To others, it was just a show, but for me, it was more than that…it was the day I wanted Jax to fall on his knees and beg me to come back. Although he had, that wasn't enough because I still see him with Eleanor. I want Eleanor out of his life. I rushed towards the door without thinking I clicked the door open. A lady stepped in without notifying me.

Ruth said, and reached across to squeeze Liam's hand on the table, and I thought, distantly, that my own sister was currently holding my boyfriend's hand with more enthusiasm than I had all week. "You're all too kind," Liam said, and did the thing where he ducked his head slightly, humble, charming, the exact performance that used to work on me too before I'd watched him do it so many times I could recite the choreography. He turned to me then. Slid his arm around the back of my chair, rubbed his thumb along my upper arm slow and warm, the kind of touch that was supposed to say I adore this woman to a room full of witnesses.

I asked, my heart starting to thud in my chest. He nodded. “You just have to promise me one thing.” I cocked my head to the side. Patrick pressed his forehead to mine, the tips of our noses touching. “The next time someone calls me your boyfriend, you have to acknowledge it’s true.” I chuckled. “I think I can manage that,” I said, throwing my arms around him. It was the best Christmas ever.

She said. They all looked at Mary, and Mary shrugged. “What?” She asked in confusion. “Princess, give me back my phone!” Sarah yelled, storming into the living room. “I have to go now! Bye!” Stephanie hurriedly hung up before Sarah could see Sebastian. “I’m happy to see her pretty face after a very long time,” Sebastian said, and Stephanie chuckled. “I know. I saw the excitement on your face when she called your name. You truly love her so much,” Stephanie responded, and he lowered his head shyly. “It isn’t a bad thing right?” He asked, and Stephanie shook her head. “Of course not. I’m happy my boyfriend loves my family as much as I do. I can’t ask for more than that.” She smiled. He reached

she asked. " Love teaches you everything you dumbo," I hit on her forehead with my palms and stand up from the couch. "Ouch! That's hurts. Where in the hell are you trying to walk out without explaining anything to me. I need a full HD description of your runaway wedding," she said pulling me back on the couch. I plopped down on it as I sat right beside her and started narrating my story. I mean our story. "Hehe... So, Mr. Damelo is such a romantic person. Wow! But when I heard about his previous chapters I couldn't believe he could be such an amazing person. Wait! Don't he have brothers?"she asked.