My Bestfriend Gave Me A Boyfriend Novel by Penelope Sinclair _ Novel





My Bestfriend Gave Me A Boyfriend Chapter 01

"I have two boyfriends now. What do I do?"
The message from Stefanie Bartlett, my best friend, stunned me for a moment. Then I texted her back, "Pick one."
Ecstatic, she immediately sent me a few photos. "They're both insanely hot. Which one do you pick?"
I was dumbfounded.
I'd said "dump one," not "give me one," OK?
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On Halloween night.
I was taking photos with one of the NPC girls when Stefanie started blowing up my WhatsApp.
"Holy crap!"
"I asked two guys if I could be their girlfriend. Guess what? They both said yes!"
"Georgie, I have two boyfriends now. What do I do?"
I was taken aback for a moment.
Stefanie had been single for years, and lately she'd been really into online chatting.
Judging by the number of guys swarming around her...
I'd guess it was mostly online dating.
Still, two-timing wasn't exactly something to brag about.
After thinking it over, I texted her back, "Pick one."
Just as I was about to lock my screen, she sent me a few original photos. "They're both insanely hot. Which one do you pick?"
Even through the screen, I could feel her pure ecstasy.
I mean "Dump one," not "give me one," OK?
I wanted to laugh. She'd actually offered to let me choose first.
As I was about to reply, my attention was drawn away by a cute guy cosplaying a bunny cop not far off.
He had his back to the light, so I couldn't make out his face. All I could tell was that he had broad shoulders, a lean waist, and long legs.
And he even had a pair of pink bunny ears perched on his head.
He was probably a baby-faced college guy.
Since I still hadn't replied, Stefanie nudged me. "Tell me, Georgie."
"Which one do you pick?"
"Don't tell me they're so hot you can't even decide."
Oh, please. I hadn't even opened any of those photos.
I replied quickly, "Neither. I'm dating only bunnies. That's where the real fun is."
"What? Damm, girl. You're even wilder than me. But I've got something crazier to tell you. Just promise you won't yell at me."
The crowd thinned out. The bunny cop was about to leave with his friends.
So instead of texting Stefanie back, I shoved my phone into my pocket and went after him.
Nothing in this world could stop me from wanting to get arrested—by him.
I strode forward and caught hold of his belt bag. "Hey, could you wait a sec?"
My voice was loud enough to turn a few heads, but I didn't care.
After all, I was an ESFP, with no social anxiety.
When he turned around, I was a little stunned.
I'd been standing far away from him, so I'd assumed he was wearing heavy makeup. But I was wrong.
His face was fair and smooth, his jawline sharp, his nose bridge high.
His thin li ps held the faintest trace of a smile.
I couldn't help swallowing subtly.
Damm, he was breathtakingly handsome.
If he'd been one of Stefanie's online dates... Yeah, I'd probably step in and help her out right away.
He tilted his head, looked me straight in the eye, and let out a low laugh. "What a coincidence."
Huh? Coincidence?
Before I could dwell on it, one of his friends exclaimed, "Holy shiit! Georgia Kimball? The campus belle?"
Another guy immediately chimed in, "Yeah, that's her. She was all over the confession page with Blake for three whole days back when school started."
Wait—the bunny cop was Blake Sampson, the CS genius?

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