Spencer Bradley Make Him Jealous Novels & Stories

I nodded weakly. Spencer just likes her best friend. Okay. “That's why your best friend is excited to come home. Besides, they don't have a relationship with your big bro, hahahaha...” Her head was obviously heated at what I said. Her nose moved because it irritated her. “Yes, they have no relationship. Spencer would have been courting her soon. If you hadn't just acted, you would have gotten married then.”

I move away from the two and head over to the car, ending up being in the same boat as Bradley. “Okay can we put an end to the PDA until later, did no one register my comment about the sunset not waiting for us!” Bradley shouts with his arms out wide, the two do pull apart where John sends a devilish smirk over to Bradley. “No need to be jealous bro, we all know how much you long to have this sort of PDA with little Liv over there.” John continues to smirk looking towards me for a split second before staring evilly at Bradley, whose eyes go wide for a mini second, while I roll mine at his stupid comment throwing my things into the car.

And he had no qualms showing his jealousy. Maya looked up with her eyes wide open, “Did you hear me?” Spencer nodded. “Answer my question, love.” “I was just experimenting because I read an article that said though you are unconscious, you could still hear me. I know that you are jealous of him and I said that to spur you.” “Love me so much?” Spencer asked, his lips twitched. “You know the answer, why still ask?” Maya teased him. “I want to hear it,” Spencer caressed her jaw.

He grins. “Are you for real? The one that giggled and blushed whenever you would talk to her? What was she 18?” I retort. “Babe I'm just kidding. Man, you're so jealous.” He rolls his eyes. “Well maybe I'll hire the hot male model blonde?” I retort. “Nope. I ripped up his application. Not happening.” Brady denies. “Now who's jealous?” I demand. “Hey I’m starving, can we go eat?” Brady asks.

Spencer looks pissed off. “Alfred! Don't spread rumors.” “Alfred, don't be afraid and tell me the truth.” And that's how I came to learn something new and refreshing about Spencer. Apparently, he was too fascinated by the drag queens in his childhood. He admired them so much that he tried applying make-up once but ended up looking like a failed art experiment. His family had a good time doing a photoshoot with him. Spencer looks absolutely pissed off as Alfred outs his vulnerable past so easily.

He could hear Gerald's voice coming from the next table from time to time. "Eat this. It's nutritious… Have some soup. Careful. It's hot… Do you like this dish? I'll learn how to make it… Don't move. I'll wipe that for you." Spencer's plan was to make Ariana jealous. Yet, the plan failed spectacularly. Ariana didn't react much to him and Shanice. Instead, Spencer was boiling with fury. Not only was Spencer jealous, but he also felt as though he might explode at any moment.

Johnny just shrugged, like it wasn’t worth explaining. “Hey, don’t forget to read my proposal, man,” Spencer added. “Your snobbish cousin just turned down my biggest offer. I’m counting on you.” And with that, he walked away—without a backward glance. Or rather say, no stopping without checking out every woman he passed. Asshole. I pretended not to eavesdrop, acting like I was super focused on the monitor—even though I was just staring at a blank screen. I peeked at them from the corner of my eye.

He was about to slip away when Ethan's following words pinned him to the spot. "If Elena leaves, I'll submit an anonymous article telling of the love story between you and your ex-lover to the publisher and make sure your current lover, Louise, reads it. I guarantee you that 'The Romantic Affairs of a Beta' will be the headline of the year." Cameron inhaled sharply. "Ethan, no! I take back my words, every single one of them!" Before he could further plead for mercy, Ethan's subordinate, Frank Joville, dashed in as though a ghost were after him.

Bradly finally looked up, his eyes red-rimmed, and said in a pitifully small voice, "That bastard said he'd be back. What if you soften up and… and…" As he spoke, fresh tears began to stream down his face. I scrambled to wipe them away. Bradley pressed me down petulantly and showered me with dozens of frantic kisses. By the time I woke up the next morning, my back was so sore I could barely stand. But Bradley still wasn't satisfied. He went as far as to create a social media account just to flaunt our daily life, naming it "My Beloved Wife Kendra and Me". "What about me?" Faye protested, unhappy that she wasn't included.

"We lost fifty soldiers," Spencer sighed as he ate. "That's okay," Adrian shrugged. Spencer glared at him without looking surprised. "By the way, aren't you going to get married?" "Why? Now that you're married, you feel superior? Don't kid yourself, I'm always a better choice than you are." Adrian chuckled lightly and pointed at Spencer. "You do not like women, do you?" "What do you mean?" Spencer asked with a dramatic eye roll. "I've never seen you with a woman. Isn't that weird?"