The Dating Plan Novels & Stories

I say. She looks at me confused “Old fashioned way?” “Yea I want to make you feel comfortable and make this less forced for you, so why don’t we start from the beginning… I’ll take you on a date and we can take it slow, get to know each other better. We have just under three months before the Mating ceremony. So, until then we can pretend like this isn’t an arranged marriage and just date as a normal couple would.” I quickly add “if it doesn’t work out then after the ceremony we can just Mate as friends… with benefits.” I give her a wink and she starts giggling. “That sounds like a plan Id happily agree to, why couldn’t our fathers come up with that.”

I didn’t dare touch his phone but it kept vibrating so I grabbed his phone to turn his notification off for a while, but when I opened it, I saw a screenshot on his phone with lists on it. Wait…What is this? “How to have the perfect date.” I read the title head and I instantly felt my face flush. I couldn’t take my eyes off the screen as I read every checklist. Number one: Go on the theme park. Girls usually like dates at the theme park. Number two: Buy her something cute. Number Three: Share a sweet drink together. Number four: Take her in a romantic ride, like a Ferris wheel. Number five: If the moment feels right, kiss her. Steal her heart.

It was the perfect plan. I looked at Damon, meeting his cool eyes, and sighed. “Fine, I’ll go on a date with you.” He nodded cheerfully, though his face remained serious. “I’ll pick you up Friday night.” Then he reached for my phone, which I’d placed on the table. He swiped it open easily—since I never used a password—and dialed his number. I heard his phone ring. Placing the phone back on the table, he winked at me.

Damon Cross didn’t believe in dating. He believed in deals. Partnerships. Strategic mergers. Marriage, to him, was a contract—not a love story. So when his grandfather forced him into blind dates through a matchmaking agency, he treated them like failed business meetings from the start. Three dates. One day. All disasters. ⸻ Date One: The Late Offender The woman arrived exactly two minutes late. Damon didn’t even wait for her to sit before glancing at his Rolex and scoffing.

Dec asks, "when will we have our first dates? What should the rules be?" Within an hour, we are sat cross legged on the carpet with a piece of paper in front of us, with our rules. 1) no sex 2) no kissing 3) £100 per date cap 4) one on one; no introducing friends 5) 1 year max 6) one date per week each 7) no extravagant gifts 8) Bethany mustn't know 9) the unsuccessful mate loses bond but no falling out between family members 10) no boasting, bribing or blackmailing

She wanted to say something but shook her head, she got up raised a finger, and rushed out of the kitchen. My eyes immediately went down to her ass and a slight twitch in my pants told me my dick liked what he saw. Even after fucking her for a long time, I still wasn’t satisfied. I try not to let out a groan as I wait for her to return. She came back a few seconds later with her phone in her hand. She dropped it in my hand and gestured for me to look at it. “A date is a planned time for two people to build romantic interest, emotional connection, and intimacy.” Huh, so this was the date she was talking about.

"Not date. Partner. For family events only. We show up together, hold hands, smile for the photos, let them think we’re happily coupled-up adults. Then we go back to our real lives. No more setups. No more lists. No more pity." I stare at him. The idea is so insane it loops around to brilliant. "Keep talking." He leans forward, elbows on the table, suddenly alive with it. "Major holidays only. Thanksgiving, Christmas, Easter if your family does that. Maybe a couple birthdays. We set ground rules. No feelings. No sex—that complicates everything. We keep our real dating lives completely separate. If one of us meets someone for real, we end the arrangement, no drama. One year. Twelve events, ma

Vivaan called. “Yes, sir.” “Eh…” Chirag waited while Vivaan hesitated. “Can I ask for some life advice?” Vivaan started, “I have some doubt.” “Sure, sir. Go on…” “What actually do ordinary couples do on dates?” Vivaan asked, embarrassed. “Pardon me, sir?” “I need to plan a date. But she doesn’t want me to spend money on the date. Or involve anything related to money. But how can someone plan a date without any money involved? I have no idea how to do that.”

And we can end the whole thing without any trouble. After a long pause, I exhale. "Fine." He grins immediately. "Perfect." "When do we start?" "On Monday." My mouth falls open. "Are you kidding me?" "It makes it more believable. We start dating first, then marriage comes after. It also gives you a chance to tell your parents before you start showing." I hate how he has the answers to everything, almost like he'd already thought things through. But that can be, right? I mutter some colorful words under my breath. "Okay." What could possibly go wrong?

So we really need to plan it well and take all the precautions possible for that visit” I contemplate. ”Yes, we need to plan this extremely well” Dad agrees. ”But I can see that right now Ashton is overwhelmed. I think you two should focus in everyday life, no ceremonies, nothing extra. Just day to day basics, campus, training. Have you been on a date yet?” Dad suggests. A date? Not since the movie, it didn’t even cross my mind and now I feel stupid. One thing that I waited to do after finding my mate was to pamper them and cherish them. And our life has been like a whirlwind so far.