Peter Pan Girlfriend Novels & Stories

Then I followed Peter to the servants’ quarters, and to a small bedroom where a maid was anxiously waiting. Peter gestured for me to enter and then closed the door behind us. Immediately, everything felt more secretive. Anxiety swelled up inside of me as I waited to hear why I was here. “Raven, this is Angelica,” Peter said. He and the maid glanced at each other with a look of affection. I knew at once that this was the woman Peter had been meeting in secret. Their adoring glances were clear as day. As happy as I was for him, I hoped he didn’t pull me away from my duties to introduce me to his girlfriend.

he asked, pointing at Nuala on the other side of the place. Alice’s eyes wandered and saw the woman Flynn was talking about, “That lady with the pink coat?” she asked. “That’s... That’s my soon-to-be girlfriend,” he said with a wide smile. Hearing Flynn’s claims, Alice looked at him with a disdainful look. “Are you serious?” Flynn was dumbfounded, “What? You don’t believe me?” he asked. She shook her head and said, “She’s too pretty to be your girlfriend. Do you even know her?”

She claimed that Peter had forced her to sit on his lap. “And the kiss on the neck you gave him?” I asked her, and Portia looked at her wide-eyed. “No, I didn’t kiss him! You saw wrong! He asked me to be his girlfriend but I refused because I know you like him.” “No, I don’t like him anymore,” I said sullenly. “How did he ask you to be his girlfriend after you told me you saw him looking at Angelica?” I asked again. “I probably understood wrong,” Portia said.

Never. My lead attorney was planning to retire soon and I already had a name for the position. “Peter likes to party a lot?” I asked, playing absentmindedly with her hair. “Peter? God no. As exuberant as he can be, he’s actually shy. I think none of his relationships have ever worked because he’s never let go.” Hmm, were there homosexuals in The Eden? I should ask Jeff about it. Because if Vivienne found love by coming here, maybe Peter got the same luck.

Frank said. That was when Peter suddenly leapt up, flashing a smile at Frank. "Hey, brother. I recently got myself a girlfriend. Could you help be my wingman?" Brother? Girlfriend? Frank narrowed his eyes—Peter was behaving weirdly, and there was something fishy about the whole thing. "I'll pass—I need to talk to your sister about work. Which hospital did she go to?" "She's, uh…" Peter blinked but soon smacked his head and chuckled. "It's on the southern side. Come on, I'll drive."

“Where’s my little champ?” “He’s home,” I said, smiling at the thought of Valen. “And he’s been waiting for you.” My attention shifted to a young woman standing quietly beside Peter. She looked shy but gorgeous, her radiant smile framed by soft waves of dark hair. Peter rested a hand on her shoulder, his grin widening. “This is Lisa,” he said proudly. “My girlfriend.” “Girlfriend?” I exclaimed, stepping forward to hug her. “It’s so nice to meet you, Lisa. Peter didn’t tell me he was bringing someone so lovely.”