Novel & Cerita Nathan Schwandt Girlfriend

She didn't seem to be interested in what everyone was talking about. "She's Doctor Liam's girlfriend," Denver dropped the bombshell in the room, and Nadia could swear she heard her heart drop to the floor. "He had a girlfriend?!"

Blurb: Sandy Hilton has always been the "good girl"—the red-haired beauty who saved herself for the man she loved. For over two years, that man has been Nathan Anderson. He’s huge, protective, and everything she thought she wanted. When Nathan surprises her with an invitation to a private mountain getaway, promising a "couples' retreat" with his closest friends and their girlfriends, Sandy packs her bags, ready for a romantic milestone.

“Nathan, do you have a girlfriend?” “Ahh? Young master, you never brought up personal affairs in the past. I’ve been following you ever since we were in school. How can I possibly have the time to get a girlfriend? Work is my girlfriend.” When Nathan said that, he didn’t feel that he was pitiful or miserable at all. He was a workaholic and he didn’t need a girlfriend. Zivon sneered, “That’s right. How can you possibly understand my feelings for a woman when you don’t even have a girlfriend?”

"I have my sources. The point is, we're not making the progress we need. They're weathering everything we throw at them." Nathan leaned back. "Then we need to escalate." "Escalate how?" "I have a plan. But it requires bringing someone else in." Claire's eyes narrowed. "Who?" "My girlfriend. Isabelle." "You have a girlfriend? Since when?" "Three months. I met her at a conference in Portland." "And you're just telling me this now?" "Because it wasn't relevant until now. But I asked her to move in with me this weekend." Claire stared at him. "You asked her to move in? Nathan, are you insane? How does getting more serious with another woman help you win Kristine?"

I didn’t know if they were surprised that we were dating or they were trying to comprehend what a girlfriend was. “Mama, is this true? Are you Papa’s girlfriend?” Nathan broke the silence, and I cocked my brows at the quiver in his voice. ‘Maybe if I showed my enthusiasm and happiness instead of looking at them like we were criminals, they’d know it’s a very good thing.’ “Yes, sweetie, I’m your papa’s girlfriend. We’re dating.” I beamed at him, leaning my head on Dante’s chest. The next thing that happened was something I had never anticipated. Nathan burst into sobs. Loud, heavy sobs, like someone who had lost the most precious thing in the world.

Nathan thanked everyone for coming to welcome Owen back, and then the two men took a seat on the sofa, with Owen on Nathan’s left and Amy on his right. Once they were comfortable, Amy took Nathan’s hand and asked him what he had been up to lately. “You have so much going on,” she said. “You must not have a lot of free time. Am I right?” “Busy, busy, busy,” Nathan agreed, “but you have been busy too, yes? I saw your broadcasting show yesterday on TV. Who would have guessed that you would become a television anchor? I am proud of you. When will you introduce us to your boyfriend?”

At least if things went south I had them with me. The door opened to reveal an older version of Nate, "Nate my boy so glad you made it" His dad I presumed, pulled him in for a hug. Nate pulled away first and looked towards me. He took my hand and pulled me towards him. "Dad this is Jade, my girlfriend" "Ah so this is Jade," he mumbled with a surprised look on his face. "Well it's nice to meet you, honey," he grinned as he pulled me in for a hug as well.

After a moment of hesitation, Nathan smiled. Nathan: “Irene, are you trying to help me save money? Other women would surely ask for more, but you, you do the opposite.” Although I hadn’t heard any rumors about Nathan, since he had casually asked me to be his sexual partner at the time, I suspected he had had many girlfriends in the past. Did all his ex-girlfriends constantly ask him for money? Even if I was curious, I didn’t dare ask, because Nathan was usually very private about his personal affairs.

Only I stood there in shock. It was not until my mother elbowed me and said in frustration, "Look at Leo. He's about to get married. And you? Always talking about bringing your 'imaginary' girlfriend home. When are you going to let me meet a real one?" I silently remarked, "Mom, you've already met her. The woman standing shyly beside another man is my girlfriend, Elsa." But I did not dare say it aloud, fearing my mom would have a heart attack on the spot.

My best friend beamed, wrapping herself around Nathan Whitley's arm. "Nathan," she cooed, "my friend here was just saying her boyfriend has no sex drive. I was teaching her how to turn a guy on. "You know what… maybe we should show her one of our private videos?" My breath caught. My heart felt like it was being crushed in a fist. I couldn't believe it. It was really Nathan. Just last night, he'd been sick in bed, stuck in a run-down studio apartment, eating leftover bread.