Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

Amorris: I bit you

heyOlive: You did

His response came quickly.

Amorris: Sorry

His concern confused me at first. Was he trying to remind me to hid the mark from Vincent?

He sent another message while I was still liguring out what to say.

Amortis: Are you home?

heyOlive: Yeah

Amorris: You should get some rest.

I didn’t reply. Instead, I deleted the conversation.

That was the end of that.

He didn’t send any more messages and neither did I.

I lied to Vincent, telling him I wasn’t home because I spent the night at Cinder’s place. Though I suppose that was at least partially true.

0004 In the days that followed, I was thinking about how best to end things

with Vincent. I didn’t expect to ever see Aaron again

One weekend, Vincent and I both said we’d be working late, but when my shift at the mall was over, I saw him outside a nearby bar. With Emily

I scoiled and made my way inside.

down while I walked to the counter and ordered a

his chest Llowever, il wasn’t the same outil – he was wearing a polo shirt when he left the

honesty, Vincent was quite the catch. Ile had wide shoulders and strong pectorals that made for extremely comfortable pillows at night I used to think of him as my personal pillow, but

leagues more attractive, but he’d also been with

couldn’t hear what the two were talking about. I just watched Emily cling to Vincent like a leech, and he didn’t look cager to push away such a piece

and catty eyes, and even though she wasn’t very tall, she was still a triple threat. I looked down at my own breasts. Sure, I’m

t*ts against

shared a kiss! Right here in public! I watched her tangle her fingers in his hair as he leaned in with one hand propping himself up on the seat and the other curling around her waist. At least they had the decency to

out my phone and sent him a message from

you done with work yet? I’m still at the

come

he

phone’s camera, and recorded a short video of him locking lips with another

way down my throat and into my stomach, equal parts spi*y and bitter. It wasn’t the mellow flavor I was used

cheated on me. Not until now. Is it because I’m finally witnessing it

.

made me realize I hadn’t won at

all.

end up this way? The very same man who’d wake up early to bake me m*ff*ns-who’d always buy skim milk because he knew I hated it whole-would lie about working late

knew you looked so beautiful when you cried, I would’ve f*cked you until I got to see it for mysell.” A

suddenly gone,

Luckily only a few tears were shed, but I still felt embarrassed. I

with a cold voice. “And don’t ever mention that

He feigned, tapping gently at the glass I was still tightly holding onto. “You know, memories of that night have

me a second to take in what he was wearing a black shirt with, surprisingly, a closed collar. It was the most

women, but going every night like this can’t

speak lowly

away, grabbed my purse,

grabbed me by the hand and laughed, nodding toward

“And humiliate myself in