Picking Up Girlfriend Novels & Stories

I never imagined that on my way to surprise my son, his girlfriend would mistake me for his mistress—lock me in a basement, and torture me for an entire day. Elara had just graduated middle school—top of her class, sharp as a whip and twice as headstrong. To celebrate, I planned a small getaway: just the three of us. Me, my husband Dominic, and our daughter basking under the Bermuda sun, pretending—for a few days—that the world was soft and safe.

Which is why I am currently searching for my girlfriend. I seem to have lost her between the front door and the snack table. Or though as my eyes find the snack table I notice the brown curls, that’s where she is. And she is looking fucking drop dead dazzling and gorgeous in her red dress. It’s simple but as I’ve grown to learn and love is that my girlfriend does simple really fucking amazingly. “Did I tell you how gorgeous you all look tonight?” I say approaching her best friends. “Yes you did Kingston twice in fact.” Josie jokes.

He pulled her to her feet and into his arms holding her tightly he said, ‘Now you will do things my way. I will not force you, I like your spirit and your feisty attitude but I am going to tame you my wild little English rose. From now on you are going to be my girlfriend and when we are out in public you will act like a girlfriend should. If you disobey me then your friends will suffer.’ He placed his finger under her chin and lifted her head, ‘You are my girlfriend’

“When he gave me his ass for the first time, I was way more interested in him than his girlfriend’s hot pussy. It doesn’t happen all that often, the ass thing. He’s not much of a taker.” I smirked. “So, the girlfriend got booted?” He shook his head. “The girlfriend was a scheming bitch. She fucked off.” “No loss, then.” “Not for me,” he said. “More so for Max.” “So, you’re looking for a third for your happily ever after? Max, Soren, and Miss Unknown.” “Something like that. Like I said, it isn’t a concern for now.” I couldn’t help feeling a little unnerved inside, the prospect of more taking grip of my lungs. I picked up a chicken wing, forced myself to smile as I ate it.

I ask the woman in her mid-sixties as I show her the picture I saw just now. "Is there a problem?" She asks as she stares at me weirdly, and I shake my head. "No, it's nothing, ma'am. This one is my girlfriend, and I need to pick her up. It's getting late, and I don't want her to stay out too late," I reply to her, and she smiles. "Wow! That is really nice of you. You are such a gentleman. She came here with the other girl, but someone came to pick them up," She replies to me.

Jonathan asked Cindy after sitting his girlfriend. "Yeap, I'm great," "Cough" Martin let a cough when he noticed that his friend was ignoring him and paying attention only to his girlfriend. Jonathan raised his head and face him a smirk that said, 'Can't you see I'm talking to my girlfriend? Get yours and let me be.' Seeing that he was still looking at him, he gave up and introduced them. "This is my girlfriend, Cindy. That's her best friend and boyfriend, Violet and Tyson," his introduction was as fast and ended as soon as it came by.

What girlfriend? "See, Mom? I told you-he must have his reasons. You know we can't just leave work whenever we want. It's rare for a senior like him to get the chance to go out, so of course he'd use it to meet his girlfriend, right?" Kylie babbled quickly, embarrassed. "Y-Yes, that's right, Auntie. I was waiting for my girlfriend." 'She actually bought that?!' "But I think she got stuck in traffic," he added lamely. "I've been waiting so long I'm dying of thirst." He shuffled his feet, clearly flustered. Kylie seemed convinced, but her mother only narrowed her eyes suspiciously.

They went to a fancy restaurant and talked all night, forgetting about the time. As the night drew to a close, Jason took Natasha's hand and looked at her straight in the eyes. "Natasha, I've had a great time with you tonight, and I feel like there's something special between us. I know it's only been a short time, but I can't help the way I feel. Will you be my girlfriend?" Natasha's heart skipped a beat as she looked into Jason's eyes. For the first time in a long while, she felt herself wanting to take a risk and give love a chance. She smiled and said, "Yes, Jason, I will be your girlfriend."

The idea of introducing a woman as my girlfriend loomed ahead, a choice driven by the fear that defying Grandpa's request might lead to adverse consequences for his health. Contemplating potential candidates, my thoughts gravitated towards my friend, Chloe. However, I swiftly dismissed the notion. Aware of Chloe's longstanding feelings for me since our university days, I understood that asking her to pretend as my girlfriend could complicate our relationship. The last thing I wanted was to give her false hope or create unnecessary complications in an already challenging situation.

the waltz, -time after dancing with your father and your godfather would be my turn again I should keep waiting a little while to make suspense, she started playing her music now it was my turn, the boyfriend's turn and everyone looked at her, I went towards her in the middle of it all I knelt and took her hand and said; -Kristhina from France you accept to be my girlfriend for the rest of your life, - she looked at me, in my eyes and said,