Your Boyfriend Game Day 3 Novels & Stories

Ezra continued, explaining the rules through her speaker, " So the boyfriends will stand on the stage when the lights go off. One girlfriend has to go over there with her eyes wrapped and find her right boyfriend to kiss. It's okay. It's just a game. Don't take it personally guys. Am I clear? Brace yourself girls." " Holy shit!", I cursed, shooting Rowan a baffled look. What if I kissed someone else? Rowan assured me, pulling me into his embrace, " It's a game. Don't be so nervous! I know, you can find me easily. Remember, last time..You managed to recognize my scent?"

as he jogged over. “You came,” he said, breathless, cheeks still flushed from the game. "I thought you'll be tired after making the trip back." “Of course I did. I wouldn't miss my boyfriend's game.” He smiled wildly and there was no mistaking the genuity on his face. "Your boyfriend. I like the way that sounds coming from you. You should call me that more often." Then his hand brushed mine, not quite holding but not casual either. “The guys are heading out to celebrate,” he said. “But… I’d rather spend the night with you.”

He didn't know this girl is this daring. "I went out on a date with you as you asked, I don't want to see your face ever again" Annie stated coldly and she entered her house leaving Zane outside still groaning. Her kick was so powerful and unexpected. How can a girl's kick be so f*cking painful? ********** "Like seven minutes in the bathroom? it's great" Tyler smiled. "Nope, I don't like that game" Zach's cold voice was heard. "How about spinning the bottle?"

Friday mornings had been my favorite part of the school week since the seventh grade. There was nothing more refreshing than waking up on a game day, knowing I didn't have to think about AP Literature for two days, and that I got to cheer my boyfriend on. Except, this Friday was the polar opposite, and I woke up completely out of my element. We didn't have a game for the next two weeks, and I was plotting revenge against my boyfriend with his other girlfriend.

"Oh, I'm sorry that I'm not pretty enough for you, is that why you left me in the cabin stranded?" I glared at him, folding my hands around my chest. "No, that's not…" "Babe, what are you doing outside?" I heard Hanna's voice from out the hallway before I saw her. "Oh, I see you've met each other." Hannah said. "You know him?" I frowned. "Yes, this is my boyfriend, Colleen and Collen, my roommate, Allison." She smiled I blinked, trying to make sense of what she'd just said. "Nice to meet you,"

They are all giving Sydney appreciative glances as they see her approach in her bright bikini and cut-offs. “This is my boyfriend, Atlas,” she announces proudly. She tells me their names but I don’t bother with remembering them. I don’t plan on spending time with them in the future. “Hey Boyfriend Atlas,” one of the large college boys laughs as he punches me playfully in the arm and he hands me a beer. “You’re going to need this. We’re about to play “Two Truths and a Lie.” You drink every time you guess wrong.” Shrugging, I take the drink from his hands and we gather in a circle.

After the SAT, the five of us childhood friends got together and played a game to test how well we knew each other. In the first round, my best friend, Millie Thyme, asked, “If one of us was stranded in the countryside in the middle of the night, who would you rescue first?” The three boys, all of whom others had teased to be my future husbands since we were kids, wrote her name without hesitation. Someone joked that they had read each other’s minds. Millie’s face turned red as she explained, “Maybe because I’m the biggest scaredy-cat. Hailey is so capable. She wouldn’t need anyone to rescue her.” They all nodded in agreement. However, they had forgotten that when I was stranded in the

... As I and Nathan made our way towards the outskirts of the club where Bethel was fixing Mark up, there’s only one thing in my mind. My boyfriend is an underground street fighter. I’m dating a street fighter!!! I mean after beating those three hefty guys, he only had a few bruises. I know they were drunk but damn, three? Now I really should get to know my boyfriend.

I watched Logan’s mouth fall open as we walked past, Cassian’s arm still securely wrapped around my waist. I couldn’t stop the smile that tugged at my lips. Yeah… That’s my boyfriend . “You’ve got a game to play. Stop worrying about mine.” I watched his Logan’s mouth fall just as we walked past.

Because of my mom, I had added a love emoji to Roland’s name. “Yes. We came to attend a party together. He must be worried after not seeing me for so long. Since I already sang, can you let me go?” I hoped and prayed he would let me go. “You are rejecting me because of him?” Gab sounded annoyed. I swallowed, not sure how to answer. “Let’s play a game. I will turn off your phone. If your boyfriend finds you in five minutes, then I will let you go,” he offered. I was not foolish enough to agree easily. “What if he doesn’t?” I asked.