Wanted Girlfriend Novels & Stories

he chuckled maniacally as he controlled his voice to not let anyone hear him. She kept herself quiet and wished to fade away now. “I’m taking this chance… now that we’re all alone to confess to you. Valentine, I want you to be my girlfriend. To hell with that, I want you to be my wife. I can show you every inch of my love, we can make ourselves our own restaurant and have kids walking around. I can make you happy. All I ask is for you to divorce with William and come with me.” Adam moved closer to the table, his hands reaching for her own.

“And that’s a promise.” John’s gaze hardens. “Are you really willing to throw away everything for a girl you’ve only known for two weeks?” I glance at Aria, her eyes wide and uncertain. She’s scared, but she’s trying not to show it. I turn back to John, keeping my gaze hard. “Yeah. Yeah, I am. And just so we’re clear, she’s not just some girl. She’s my mate. She’s my girlfriend. And I fucking love her.”

It was said she hated publicity but that wasn't my concern now. " What does she want?" I asked, trying hard to Keep my excitement under control. SPENDING turned to Mike. " Tell him." " She wants a boyfriend," Mike began. " I was on our dating site when I saw her message. She wanted a young man of about twenty-four to twenty-five years of age. He must be good looking and with an incredible libido. Ofcourse we've got hundreds of boys matching those requirements and I sent her the pictures of our best boys. After going through all of them, she sent me her reply. Of all the pictures I sent her, she picked yours."

The thought of my shopping bags, of the inadvertently purchased condoms, flashed through my mind. Maybe it hadn’t been a mistake. ‘I don’t just want sex with you,’ he stated, his voice tight with restraint. ‘But I only want sex with you.’ He stared at me. ‘I want you to be my girlfriend. Officially.’ I sighed. ‘Can’t we just be booty-call partners? Sex buddies? Friends with very, very good benefits?’ I cringed internally even as I thought about it. The idea of ‘dating’ Lochlan, of being his official, acknowledged girlfriend, paraded in public, made my skin prickle with a familiar, claustrophobic dread.

My front door opened, and Aaron walked in. “Wanted,” he said. “A woman who will love me as much as I love her, a woman who will go on life’s adventures with me or stay home under the covers all day. A woman who can talk about everything or a woman I can be silent with. Wanted, a mother, a partner, a wife.” I stared at Aaron. “What are you doing here?” “I’m placing an ad for the woman of my dreams, didn’t you hear? I want you to fill the position if you’re available.”

"Wait, isn't she a Valley girl?" Unfortunately, my mango seltzer wasn't doing much of anything for me, when I felt someone tap my shoulder. "Your girlfriend is here." Stacy whispered quietly into my ear, and I turned around to glare at her. "Stop it." I warned, which made her giggle. I watched her as she rolled her eyes and stuck her tongue out at me, desperately trying to stop thinking about the technicalities of our friendship.

Even Belie, is doubtful about his intention, of calling and talking to James, even he is reluctant, at the end, he convinces him, to give the number. It takes long time, before someone answer, the phone. Possibly, they are taking a rest by that time, but Dexter is very eager, to have a word, with his best friend before, who is now the husband, of his ex-girlfriend. It is a terrible thought, he lost his girlfriend to his best friend. “Hello, who is this?” it is a girl on the other end of the line.

I love sex, a lot. I find myself stroking my shaft just to feel good. When it became too extreme, I had a conversation with my therapist who suggested to me to have a girlfriend. But most girls these days don't like boys as nerdy as me. They prefer the bad boys than boys like me. I see her everyday. Tanya Tucker is her name. Not so full on the chest, her derriere is quite the sizable amount that makes my dick jerk anytime I see her.

Scotch, I yelled, slamming the cup on the counter. “I messed up, you know.” I said, speaking to the bartender, I fell in love in a hopeless place. What sort of an asshole falls in love with his girlfriend's daughter? Yes you guessed right this asshole.” I laughed pointing to myself. “Why do things have to be so complicated and why does she keep fighting what we have? It’s exhausting, you know.” I continued grumbling. “Well, it was nice having this chat with you, whatever your name was again.” I pulled up a couple of notes from my wallet. “Keep the change.”

Liam stepped inside, glancing between me and Claire. "If I’m not around, you don’t have to wait for me. “Let’s reschedule the hike, though. Lily, have a seat.” Pulling me aside, Liam grinned. "What do you think of her?" "Not bad. Your girlfriend?" "Nah. I was thinking she’d be great for you. So, should I introduce you?" The girl, Lily Roshar, was pretty, with soft features and a kind smile. However, my heart was elsewhere. "Thanks, but no thanks. I already like someone."