Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend By Jane E.L. Chapter 5

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.

ordered a co*ktail. In the corner of the room.

wasn’t the same outil – he was

pectorals that made for extremely comfortable pillows at night I used to think of him as my

leagues more attractive, but he’d also

two were talking about. I just watched Emily cling to Vincent like a leech,

think I’d ever looked at Emily so closely before. She had light hair 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 proportional,

her t*ts against his shoul

hand propping himself up on the seat and the other curling around her waist.

took out my phone and sent him a

work yet? I’m

come

course, he didn’t

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

parts spi*y and bitter. It wasn’t the mellow flavor I was

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

.

today made me realize I hadn’t won at

all.

skim milk because he knew I hated it whole-would lie

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

suddenly gone, and in

a few tears were shed, but

cold voice. “And don’t ever mention that

holding onto. “You know, memories of that night have kept me up ever

was wearing a black shirt with, surprisingly, a closed collar. It was the most

like women, but going every night like this can’t

don’t like women,” he leaned down to speak lowly in my ear. “I only

grabbed my purse, and got up

by the hand and laughed, nodding toward

humiliate myself in front

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