Nice Guy Book Novels & Stories

It was perfect and I was going to study it. Clutching the book in my hand, I proceeded towards the counter when from nowhere, I collided with something- or someone rather. “Oh, I’m so sorry.” I bent to pick up the stranger’s book. Coding Candy for Experts. I rose to find a guy, significantly taller than me with a broad body, caramel skin and cat-like eyes behind oval shaped glasses- I’m certain its recommended too, and he has a mixed heritage. “You’re a techie,” I smiled while stretching his book to him.

Suddenly a chill seizes me, and I wonder if what I saw earlier is about to play out again. The punk's gaze darts from the handsome man to me as he weighs his options. With a curse, he wrenches his wrist free and steps back. "You're not worth it, you stuck-up bitch," he mutters, shooting me a venomous glare before he slinks away. "Is this your book?" the handsome man bends down, picks up the copy of What Great Paintings Say effortlessly despite its weight, and asks. There is concern in his green eyes but also admiration as he casually thumbs the edges of the book. His sudden appearance is a relief, and I'm grateful but also bewildered.

Cindy was tip toeing to look behind Richard while Nick had an expression of pure amusement. "Hello there." Nick looked like a child in christmas with a bunch of presents to open. He and Cindy stepped inside the lift and pressed the number 10. Fucking cockblockers. Every fucking time! "Cindy, I was reading this book. I saw reviews of it, right." Nick began and I just knew I wasn't going to like what he was going to say. "And I was just reading this part where the main character gets the girl into a lift and as soon as the doors close, bum! They start to make out. Hot, don't you think? Making out in a lift, wouldn't you say, Jen? Christian Grey style."

I cup his face forcing him to look at me consoling, “ Look at me, you are a wonderful boy, and girls at your age are kinda weird. They don't necessarily find themselves wanting to be with nice guys I know that that's it's terrible it's a hard truth but they just don't appreciate it yet and a lot of times it's not until a girl is in her late 20s or 30s that she starts to realize and see that a nice guy is…what a nice guy YOU ARE!!” “You can be the reason to have a partner in life, the reason to travel together, the reason to have sex and make love. And not only that but there's… there's so much more reason to hang out with a nice guy like you. I swear that. I know I have always been attracted

he beams. Personally, the corniness would be it for me. But Cas seems happy with him. She’s smiling brighter than I’ve seen in a while. He’s not her usual type. Cas goes for unavailable guys who want her for one thing. Nick seems like the bid of the frat. He’s the nice guy who values women. He won’t participate in the asshole-y games that those guys usually play. He’s reliable. I can already see Cas sabotaging this for the rollercoaster of passion and heartbreak that she’s used to.

The mighty, Nicklaus Wesley didn't say anything to the girl, instead ordered her to meet him in the office that too, with a smile. They surely know now, not to mess with this lady later on. Her aura was the same as Nicklaus and despite being young, beautiful and Charming no man, dared to court her. In fear of being slapped right across his face. Nick entered in his office, to find a perfectly cleaned and set room, when his eyes landed on the books placed on the bookshelf. He walked to the bookshelf and tidied the book at the perfect space of two centimeters, scaring the manager who was standing right behind him.

Nobody cared. Perfect. Nico’s office door opened before I knocked. He stood there in rolled sleeves and no tie, champagne already poured, wearing the expression of someone who was delighted to see me and intended to make that my problem. “There’s my favorite billionaire.” “You say that to everyone.” His soft features were what made me fall for him until I slapped myself back to reality. Now, I see him as just my business associate, and not a guy I want to pummel with my dick.

The second flute goes down easier than the first, and by the third, the room feels warmer, a little softer around the edges, with laughter and voices too loud, while I ignore the worried look the guys pass me because I’m too busy staring at the stage with disdain. The ladies are right. Christian and his lady friend do look great together. She looks like someone who can command a mafia family, navigating them with poise and expertise. Does she even know he’s a mafia head aside from his shiny identity as a businessman? Or does she know and doesn’t care?

Nikki admits. “You have more restraint than I do,” the aide says. And they continue their discussion. I’m relieved I haven’t been outed by my uncontrollable responses to the woman. And the inconvenient thoughts surrounding her. I fully comprehend that I will eventually have to get over her. Today, however, is not that day. Thus, when the aide moves on to greet someone else, I whisk Nikki away for a champagne refresh and an introduction to a European real estate magnate who I intend to tap for office space in these various locations I’ll be expanding into.

Now, Gary would look at Nicole with gentle kindness. As soon as Nicole saw the book, however, her lips twitched. 'Computer 101, and it covers the most basic of stuff!' Nicole had already read it from cover to cover when she was just ten. "It's fine. I won't be needing it. You can keep it." Nicole walked past, not wanting to waste any time on that. Gary immediately froze, while Wayne and Jack were stunned as well. 'What is Nicole trying to do? Our big boss took the initiative to give her a book, and yet, she gave him the cold shoulder.'