Mr. NICE GUY

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Summary

College senior, Chloe has always had one goal, and one goal only. Make Flynn’s deliciously toned ass fall for her. For years, she had tried everything and anything, but he looked at her as nothing but his best friend’s little sister. Chloe loves that man more than anything in this world, but there was a small thing that drives her nuts. Flynn was a Flanders. The man was too nice for his own good. Back home from the holidays, Chloe will again try her luck. Will she shake Mr. Nice Guy to his core, or would she fail miserably, again?

Genre:
Romance / Humor
Author:
Eliyang
Status:
Complete
Chapters:
5
Rating:
4.9 61 reviews
Age Rating:
18+

ONE

My whole family was waiting for my brother’s best friend to arrive for our holiday dinner. He called saying he would be late again because he stopped somewhere to help someone with a flat tire or some shit like that.

That man!

Just as every single time I knew he would come to visit, I put on my shortest dress and highest heels. The soft dark skin of my long freshly shaved legs shone with the pound of cream I applied to them and my bubble ass lifted my skirt just enough to make any guy want to lean their head to the side and look at what I had under. I spent endless hours in the salon and my white, small-size long box braids looked amazing. This girl even did her nails.

I looked at myself in the hallway mirror, double-checking my makeup was on point. It would be all in vain, but I always did it, anyway. Dressed to impress, only to get patted on the head like a dog. Your girl had to try everything.

Oh, I could drool just by picturing him in my mind, tall as hell, strands of golden shoulder-length hair, clean shaved, a hypnotizing pair of pale green eyes, muscles over the muscles, big strong hands, a smile that could melt your panties away and an ass that makes you want to chew on it.

Flynn was the man of my dreams. His only problem? He was too fucking nice! Funny his name was Flynn, it should as well be Flanders. Not even joking.

He was the guy that would always let others go first in a line, help the elderly lady in the neighborhood with her groceries, mow the lawn for the neighbor with a broken leg, stop the traffic to let the fucking ducks cross the road safely, and he did it all with a smile! Yeah, that guy! I loved him more than anything, but he would drive me nuts sometimes.

He wouldn’t even properly curse! He said stupid things like ‘yikes’, and ‘fudge’, or ‘shiitake mushrooms’.

Early in elementary school, my brother became friends with him and they have been inseparable from then on. Josh loved him like a real brother, and my family worshiped his ass. He played cards with Dad, baked cookies with Mom, and was always around. And when I said always, I meant always! I shouldn’t talk so much shit because that ass was my religion. I had a die-hard crush on him ever since I could remember. He’d been living rent free in my mind and I swear one day I will bill him with interest.

He and my brother were only a little over two years older than me, so it’d been forever. I still remember the first time I saw him. Mom invited him over for a play date, and Josh already had all his cars out in the living room, ready to play. The doorbell rang, and we all rushed there. I tripped on a car and fell down. Josh didn’t even care to look back and check on me, he just ran to open the door. Mom walked to the front door from the hallway and didn’t notice I fell.

My knees had fallen straight on one of Josh’s stupid trucks, and it hurt like hell. I sat down holding my knee as well as my tears because I didn’t want to cry like a baby, like Josh had teased me for being. I could show him I was a big girl.

The door opened, and the midday bright light blinded me before I saw him. The most beautiful boy I had ever seen. I swear I could even hear the angelic music playing in the background. He was smiling widely with a missing tooth and once he saw me on the floor, his smile dropped. Without saying a word, he ran over and helped me stand. He rubbed my knee and fixed my skirt. Flynn didn’t know me, but he gave me a hug and then patted my head, making my fluffy afro pigtails bounce. The sweet smile he gave me after is one that I would never forget, ever in my life, mostly because that’s the way he still smiles at me now.

Fuck!

In his eyes, I have never stopped being the little girl with a boo-boo. He never stopped looking at me as if I was a cute pet. I tried, though. I tried it all! Hell! I was still trying. Growing up, I would dress provocatively, but he never looked at me.

Yoga stretching with see-through leggings? Did it! He told me to be careful and don’t dislocate an arm. He gave me a pat on the head while I tried to hold the “Happy Baby” pose, and then he smiled.

The “oops, my swimsuit is loose” move? Did it! He tied it fast, told me to be careful next time, patted my head, and then… He smiled. He tightened that shit so hard I couldn’t take it off afterward.

The low neckline dress with my cleavage out in the open and leaning forward? Not a single time his eyes dropped. He looked into my eyes and gave me… The Flynn smile!

The laying on the sofa with extremely short shorts climbing up my crack and pretending I didn’t know? Did it, too! He took a blanket as he walked by typing on his phone, tossed it over, and told me my pants were too short. You guessed it. He patted my head and then… He fucking smiled!

I spent all my middle school, high school, and all of my college years being hot and bothered by him. The frustration was real and the thirst to die for. I felt like a dork, so I lied multiple times about having a boyfriend. I never got one. All I could think about was him, but he never, and I mean never, looked at me as anything other than a small child with a scraped knee.

When I grew up and went to college, he drove me there. I still didn’t have a car, Dad had a business trip, Mom hated driving long distances, Josh college was in the opposite direction and he was free. Since I knew we would be alone, I put on the shortest pants I had and did everything I could to get his attention, hoping he would pull over and take me in the woods or some shit like that. I opened and closed my legs, rubbed my thighs, went to “sleep” with my ass towards him and my head against the window… I did it all, every slutty thing I could think of to get his attention, but his eyes never left the road for the whole six hours that it took to drive there. I actually fell asleep and woke up to him shaking my shoulder and his heavy sweater over me, covering my ass and legs. He carried my bags and inspected my dorm like a parent would do before he patted my head and…. He fucking smiled!!

Currently, I was in my last year of college and soon would look for a job near my hometown. I could have moved away, but who was I kidding? I wanted to try my luck with him one last time. I didn’t want anyone else but him.

It was a dead-end, I knew that, but I wasn’t going to give up. Not until he put a ring on a finger. Preferably mine, but if he gets married, I would step out and disappear.

We heard the doorbell ring, and we all stood. “Finally,” Dad yawned with a stretch. Mom’s turkey wasn’t done yet, but she would allow Dad to have a snack if we had the visitor over. We all walked to the living room to greet him, and Mom opened the door. Flynn leaned his head down to pass by the door and gave us all that big sweet smile he always had.

Why was he so darn happy all the time?

“I brought the eggnog!” He proudly announced, and Mom clapped. “And the whiskey!” He lifted his other arm and Dad cheered. “That’s my son!”

He must have come straight from work because he was still wearing gray pants, black belt and shoes, blue button-up shirt tucked inside his pants, and a hand-knitted red sweater.

Yes, you guessed it. He knitted it himself. That was his hobby.

“Oh, you look so handsome! I love the sweater!” Mom kissed his ass. “You might get one for the holidays!” He replied with that never-ending smile and she hugged him, shaking him like a maraca.

“School was half day today, no?” My mom asked, and he nodded. Yes, school, his job, a kindergarten teacher. The man was a God that could be in any Hollywood movie, but he enjoyed sitting in a ridiculously small chair and reading to children. He even changed voices and brought puppets. The excited looks on the children’s faces were so darn cute. They loved him almost as much as I did. Oh, the kids’ moms would leave a puddle in the hallway. The janitor should have put a sign that said, ‘caution, floor constantly wet right in front of Mr. Nice Guy’s room’.

Dad hugged him next with good old pats on the back. Josh stepped in and pulled him in for a hug as well. Josh’s girlfriend kissed his cheek, and he pulled her in for a hug, too. The next one in line was me.

His light green eyes were set on me, as he opened his arms. Like a fangirl rushing to her idol, I excitedly walked over and wrapped my arms around him. His cologne smelled so delicious, his body was hard, and it took all my strength to not drop my hands and grab his ass. I purposely pressed my chest against him and rubbed his back. He shared that extended hug with me running through all kinds of fantasies in my mind. I was way past the seventh cloud when Flynn softly kissed the top of my head, bringing me back to reality. When I looked up to see his face, he let me go, took a step back, and patted my head.

My smile dropped as I waited for what would be next and then saw it... The damn smile.

Just like that, he walked past me and I stayed there, in front of the door with my arms hanging beside me and the icy wind freezing my stupid face.

When will I learn?

“Oh, close the door, sweetie!” Mom screamed from the kitchen right before I began to bang my head against it repeatedly.

“Yes, Mom,” I replied disheartened, and closed the door. I waddled to the sofa and let my weight fall on it hard.

So frustrating!

I looked towards the kitchen and there he was, happily talking to my parents. A frown got drawn on my face like a cartoon. I needed a drink. I took my heels off and tossed them aside, wishing I could just get drunk and forget the many hours it took me to get ready for that pat.

My eyes momentarily laid on the highest heels I own. Useless shit! I thought that if I tortured myself with them for a while, he would notice me, but nope.

I sat Criss-cross applesauce on the sofa, took my phone, leaned back, and texted my friends. I told them about my failure and they laughed like the idiots they were. We were so close during high school, and we hadn’t been in the same town ever since, so we all decided to get together and have a sleepover. Sarah rented a cabin in the woods, not too far from here, and we all chipped in. As soon as this holiday dinner was over, I would drive there and drink with the girls.

I was so distracted typing on my phone and laughing that I didn’t notice the moment he walked over. He tossed a blanket over my legs and sat next to me on the sofa.

“You look happy!” Flynn noted.

I glanced at him and nodded. I fixed the blanket over myself and continued typing.

“You’ve been talking to that person for a long while, is that your boyfriend?” He asked as he offered me a fresh-baked cookie. I took the cookie and had a horrible idea on the spot and went with it on the fly.

“Yes! We just met! On Tinder. You know how it is. He is sooooo sweet, tho! I’m meeting him later.” I lied and took a big bite.

“Oh, really? That’s nice! Oh, I really like when you just meet someone special and everything is new and sweet and things go slow and… You don’t quite yet know what to do.” Flynn smiled and the devil in me reacted.

“Forget the sweet and taking it slow, I’m going straight for the hot and nasty!” I said in a seductive voice, and he acted surprised.

“Oh! My bad. Sometimes I forget you are a grown woman. Well, too bad it is the holidays. I don’t think there’s much open today. Businesses close early so that’s gonna be a short date,” he said, laying back on the sofa and stretching his arms, laying one behind me. I looked at the arm and smirked.

“Oh, no worries, we got that cover. We rented the coziest cabin in the woods, chimney, wine, a breathtaking view… It might be cold out, but we’ll make it steamy inside. We have aaaallllllll the time we might want.” I lied in between my teeth like a telemarketer and held a laugh. He looked at me with the same smile he always gave me, but this time, his eyes were confused.

“And you are going after dinner?” He asked to confirm, scratching his neck, and I nodded again, pointing at my car. I had my bags packed and in the trunk, ready to go. His eyes traveled to the window and then back at me.

“OK… Ah, have fun, then.” Flynn stood from the sofa, patted my head, and... Smiled.

Trying to make him jealous… Failed! He returned to the kitchen, and I cursed my luck.

Not a single thing I tried!

I looked once more at him and mentally drooled. You would think he would be sort of perfect, right? The perfect husband, perfect dad, perfect son-in-law, the perfect boyfriend, but… no! All girls that dated him before had sex with him once and dumped him. He couldn’t hold a girlfriend for more than three weeks to save his life.

Every time Mom called to tell me she thought he had a girlfriend, I would immediately call him and ask for his new girl. Each time, the answer was the same. He gave me that sweet childish laugh and said, “I guess she dumped me…” If I ask, why? I get the same answer time and time again. “Same old, same old… they all dump me for the same thing.” He muttered and I swear I can hear that big smile in his voice. It was like he was never upset about getting dumped.

Some days I wish I could shake him. Slap some sense into him. Hold his face in my hands and make him stare into my eyes. Tell him ‘look at me, you colossal idiot! I won’t dump you, ever!’ I would have done anything to have a chance at being his girl. He was a genuinely good man.

“Darling, can you send this dish to Mrs. Williams? I told her I would send her some. It’s a short drive, five minutes tops.” Mom asked me, but before I could answer, my hero in shining armor stepped in to save my ass from the cold.

“It’s Ok, Mrs. Jones, I’ll do it. It’s cold out and Chloe is busy talking with a friend.” He took the dish and winked at me. I smiled, and he smiled back.

Goofball!




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