The Good Girlfriend Novels & Stories

She looks up at me and smiles, her beautiful green eyes sparkling. "Are you sure you've never dated before? You're way too good at this" she says suspiciously "Cross my heart. My only girlfriend was Jessica Sanchez in the third grade. Dated her for a whole week" "Was she prettier than me?" she says narrowing her eyes, but obviously joking as she tries not to laugh "Not possible." I tell her, laughing but I'm completely serious "Hmmmm" she says, but doesn't say anything else. We sit in silence for a few minutes while she makes a playlist and then she scrolls through the playlist, picking 'Bloodstream' by Stateless. I listen to the lyrics in silence, smiling when the chorus hits

He said in a soft tone, for sure this lady must have an important position in his life. And her attention diverted towards me, I gave her an awkward smile and notices how her eyes twinkled with happiness looking at me, "Who is this beautiful lady? She is so beautiful, is she your wife?" And trust me I almost started coughing at her words. "No," I declined immediately without a second thought and he looked at me and spoke, "She is my girlfriend," for some reason whenever he calls me his girlfriend I feel something deep down there in my stomach. The old grandma looked at me in disappointment, "Why did you say no, if you are his girlfriend then are you not going to marry her?" Realisation dawne

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."

In the car, Skye's face was still flushed. I leaned closer. "Skye, why are you so red?" She shot me a soft glare, lips pursed, not speaking. My heart softened. I couldn't help but kiss her again. "Skye, I know how you feel. Be my girlfriend." Her lips parted slightly, and tears fell instantly. Skye's family might not be a match for mine, but she was still a wealthy heiress. Yet, she chose to work as my secretary all these years. I had always known.

He circled the car and slid open the passenger door. A pretty lady came out with a graceful step. Her dress was cream, her heels designer and her jewellery expensive. Her long black hair was neatly draped over one shoulder, and she oozed confidence with every step she took. She smiled warmly at Mattias. He smiled again. That was a smile I hadn't seen for a very long time. And they walked to the house together. They got to the door, and Mattias finally looked at me. "Summer. His voice was steady. “This is Nora.” “Nora? Again, I said softly. He gave a nod. My childhood buddy. “She just returned from abroad. Nora held out her hand in a friendly way. Hi Summer. I've heard a lot about you.

She started shopping for bags within a week. “Is there something wrong?” one of the party guests asked, making Aaron and Raina turn. Raina took in the sight of the slightly older woman. She looked Raina over, and her mouth curled in distaste. “Who is she?” she asked, with disgust rolling off her tongue. “She is Raina. My girlfriend,” Aaron said, and Raina could hear the slight pride in his voice. That seemed to get rid of any kind of feeling that the woman’s unhidden hint of disgust gave.

But this appearance of her doesn't make her presentable before guys. I'm wondering how she became Sid's girlfriend. I've always read... Ok fine. I read. I can never give up the habit of reading and imagining. So I read billionaire rude guys fall for naive, bubbly and good girls, and of course, those good girls bring out the sweetness guys try to hide, then they fall in love. Here, I can see something opposite. Wait! I've also read at the beginning that all of them have some temporary girlfriends whom they forget after meeting a good girl. I smile back at her.

“Sarah… what are you doing?” She looked up at me with shining eyes, holding my hands tighter. “Lena, I’ve been a coward for too long. But today I want to be brave. I want the whole world to know how I feel about you. Not just in secret. Not just behind closed doors. I want to hold your hand in public. I want to kiss you good morning and good night without worrying who’s watching. You are the kindest, funniest, most beautiful woman I’ve ever known. You make me laugh even on my worst days. You make me feel safe and loved and seen. I don’t want you to be just my secret anymore. I don’t want you to be just a friend with benefits. I want you to be my girlfriend — my real, proud, open girlfriend.

"Good. Hopefully I'll do better than I have." "You've been pretty good lately." "That's good to hear, coming from my girlfriend." Girlfriend.

I was so happy for them. I did pass one good girl who was giving it to her boyfriend. She had her arms and legs wrapped around his body as he drilled his cock into her pussy. I guessed it was a good thing Kristen didn't come. She wasn't a slut at all. But she wasn't really a good girl.