Prom Proposal Ideas For Guys Novels & Stories

"We all know what Celia wants." "Exactly. A life-saving debt ought to be repaid with marriage. Zac is about to give himself away!" Hearing the commotion around me, I finally snapped back to reality. I did not joyfully agree to his proposal as everyone expected. Instead, I withdrew my hand and looked at him calmly. "Zac, can I really ask for anything?" Zac paused for a moment. Then, he glanced at the pale pink scrunchie around his wrist as if an idea had struck him.

The other staff only nodded, and I wasn’t sure whether they didn’t want to speak up or were just too tired to do so. “I get it. I’ll try to hire more hot girls,” Jamie said with a laugh. He was clearly enjoying himself. “I wouldn’t mind if you hired some buff guys who could carry multiple trays of food at the same time,” I suggested. Kat burst out laughing at my straightforward suggestion. “I wouldn’t mind that. We need more hot male colleagues,” Kat agreed a small laugh.

But considering they were on the same table, I didn't feel like dying today, so I decided to sit and stay quiet. The statement led to an all-out discussion on calling dibs on which girls they were planning to take home. It was a guy's thing. "God, you guys are such manwhores," Leah says. "Tell us something we don't know," one of the guys chuckled. As the guys have their own discussion about girls, I decided to join Leah and Maya as they planned about what to wear for prom. Honestly, I was willing to do anything to keep me out of trouble.

“He says I’m his? Fine. Let’s see how he reacts when ‘mine’ becomes ‘ours.’ An idea hit me— reckless, brilliant, just enough madness to match the mess we were in. “Oh, he’s going to love this,” I muttered under my breath, already pivoting toward his study. I didn’t bother to knock. “Damian,” I said, breathless. “I have a proposal.” He looked up, eyes wary. “What kind?” I smiled, wicked and sweet. “An open marriage.”

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Alex jumps in with a ding that makes me gasp. "You two had your fun… my turn to make her scream. Poppy, imagine my tongue on your clit first, then my cock slamming balls deep, you dirty hoe." Jamal added with a voice note, the message popping up with a whoosh; "Hell no, Alex, I've been fantasizing about bending you over and fucking that ass raw, Poppy. Send us a pic of those pierced percky tits to tide us over, you teasing bitch." Even the fifth guy chimes in softly, "This is insane... Poppy, you're making it hard to stay faithful, but I'll just lurk and jerk off to the updates."

He complained, glancing at me. I laughed getting a little ticked off, "Every girl, I say Every girl dreams of being proposed by her soon to be husband. Don't use mates as an excuse." "It better be romantic," Eclipse added. "How does proposing even work?" He asked, mumbling. I gasped, giving a little dramatic effect as he got startled by my actions. "Are you kidding me? Wow! You're worse than my brother." "Don't call me worse! I'm a lot better than anyone." He retaliated.

What an unfortunate word to use in this conversation. “I’ve proposed the idea to James that we find out if we can properly secure the cliff, build a decent road, and revamp your old packhouse into a private resort for shifters. There are more and more shifters choosing city life. They need a place to blow off steam that’s safe. You’ve got the land, infrastructure, and my pack has the people to staff it. You could be the one to oversee it for your pack. Work with me, who knows? I would enjoy more time with you. Who knows where this could take us?”

“So nice to have you be with my friend. I'm sure you are really a good company to him” “Indeed. Happy to have you around. Maybe we should've a drink together..what do you think?” “Maybe you ladies should find a sweet spot for yourself. I think this is an opportunity to bring more money. Men talk.” Mr Salvador suggested. “Is that okay with you?” Greg asked me. “Sure. Nothing to worry about” I replied. I and Jennie stepped away from them. Letting the men deal with their own thing why we did ours too. I dragged a long sip from my drinks….we both settled at the rare of the beach. I looked at Jennie and then she caught a glimpse of me stealing glances.

However, for a man as rich as Dawn, that sounded lacklustre. “You’re only going to propose once in your life,” the gay bar owner reasoned. “Why don’t we add a little more pizzazz to it? For example, it’s a cliffside restaurant. Instead of fireworks, couldn’t you have several skydivers parachute down with trailing smoke that would illuminate the sky? How about drones with lights? Do you want to bring a telescope for star viewing too?” Jericho’s ideas seemed a tad too far-fetched for someone who was usually the better romantic. Thankfully, his stoic boyfriend reeled him back. Dawn thought the brain rot must be a side-effect of falling in love.