Your Boyfriend Game Peter Novels & Stories

He didn't look like he would be put off if she confirmed she had a boyfriend. She turned to him and stared at him directly as she answered. "I don't do relationships." If possible, his smile broadened even more, and his eyes suddenly took on a wanton hue. "Well then you've found the perfect guy. I'm Peter." He stretched out his hand.

“I uhhh… wasn’t sure if she was going to be able… “ My mother stepped in next to me, and held out her hand. “Hi …?” “Dante… I mean Peter. My name’s Peter.” He stumbled over his words, eyes roaming up and down the length of her. He seemed rather intimidated by my mom. “Peter, ah, yes I think Dantes mentioned you at least once, well I’m Sophia, hopefully, he’s told you about me?” She placed her arm around my waist and leaned against me. “Tonight makes it official, boyfriend and girlfriend.” “Oh... Sophia, yes he’s ah… he might have mentioned you, I can’t remember…” he said while tearing his eyes away from her. “Did you talk your cousin into coming with you? No way she’s dating you…”

Kelsey's question interrupted her thoughts. "It's better this way, sex between us would complicate things ... I'm not gonna be his fuck buddy, I can't do that, I need a boyfriend ... that's what I need, and Preston is not that person, you know what I mean?" Kelsey nodded, "Yeah, I guess I can see it from your point of view to me sex is just fun if you can have fun with your best friend ... why not, you're young and inexperienced, the more experience you can get the better."

Held up his sign. "You're playing well," he said after a game. We'd won. 4-2. "I'm playing okay." "You're playing great. Don't argue with me." I didn't argue. The playoffs were hard. First round. Second round. Conference finals. Each series harder than the last. Each win more expensive. Each loss more painful. Jay was there. Every game. Every win. Every loss. "You're my rock," I told him. "I'm your boyfriend." "Same thing."

knowing her boyfriend cared so much for her, the girl smiled and then took the boy's hand, resting her head on Peter's shoulder. "I'm lucky to have a boyfriend who cares so much for me like you. I'm really touched that you care so much for me, honey." a smile of happiness was created on the beautiful girl's lips. Peter stroked his girlfriend's hair. "Let's go now, I'm hungry." the boy stroked the stomach with a hungry face. the girl excitedly grabbed her boyfriend's hand. "Let's go." *** Marcus is still pensive, for his actions.

A week earlier at Chairman's Jack house. "Dad I don't want to get engaged to any girl" Zach complained and he slumped back on the chair. "What about our deal, have you forgotten. You still haven't given me the name of any girl that is going to do a good job as your fiancee" "I have a girlfriend" "Who, Casey?" "Yes and you know that. Dad I love Casey and not any random girl and I want to marry her". "Zach you can't marry her, okay. She's not the right one for you"

His grip was firm, and it made my hand ache. When we got downstairs, I jerked my hand away. "Ouch! Stop!" I rubbed my wrist and snapped, "Say what you need to say already!" Suddenly, Jason pulled me close, forcing me to meet his gaze. "Winter, I've figured it out. That day when you woke up, you asked me who I was, right? Let me introduce myself properly. I'm Jason Patel, and I'm your boyfriend." At that instant, our heartbeats thudded violently, echoing between us. In the depths of his bloodshot eyes, all I could see was me.

He began singing if I was your boyfriend by Justin Bieber Peter made a lot of promises that night and asked for my response. I only told him, I would get back to him. I needed to speak to Stella after all, we have no issues. After ending my call with Peter, I quickly called Stella Backstabber, that was the first thing she said to me when she picked.

“Hmm this is nice for a change, I haven’t had a guy get jealous over me.” “Hmm because other guys before me were blind obviously.” He kissed my lips softly and rested his forehead on mine. His other hand tightened around my mine. He suddenly leaned back a bit with a mischievous grin. “I think our first game is in two weeks against St. Patrick’s school, will you be there to cheer me up?” “Do you want me there?” I teased. “Of course I do,” he laughed. “Good, then I’ll be there. Now will you stop worrying about nothing and come to bed with me?”

I say, hoping he'll take the hint. But Phoenix just raises an eyebrow. "And? Is he your fated mate?" I shake my head. "No, but we have a deal, and I can't just break it." Phoenix steps even closer, his eyes blazing with intensity. "I see," he says. "But what if I told you that I could give you everything he can't? Power, passion, excitement...all the things you've been missing." I gulp. Why is he insisting so much? "I don't know. I need time to think about it," I say, my voice trembling slightly.