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 co*ktail. In the corner of the room. I saw

il wasn’t the same outil – he was wearing a polo shirt when he left the house. It definitely wasn’t his

and strong pectorals that made for extremely comfortable pillows at night I used to think of him as my personal pillow, but now I

he’d also been

couldn’t hear what the two were talking about. I just watched Emily cling to Vincent like a leech, and he

was still a triple threat. I looked down at my own breasts. Sure, I’m proportional, but could I

cuddled into Vincent’s arm, rubbing her t*ts against his shoul

fingers in his hair as he leaned in with one hand propping himself up on the seat and the other curling around her

phone and sent him a

with work

Can you come

course, he didn’t

my seat, focused my phone’s camera, and recorded a short video of him

c*cktail I’d ordered and downed it in seconds. The al cohol burned its way down my throat and into my stomach, equal parts spi*y and bitter. It wasn’t the mellow flavor I was used

on me. Not until now. Is it because I’m finally witnessing it myself? I had my one-night stand with Aaron.

.

made me realize I

all.

very same man who’d wake up early to bake me m*ff*ns-who’d always buy skim milk because

f*cked you until I got

gone, and in

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

cold voice. “And don’t ever mention

tightly holding onto. “You know, memories of that

wearing a black shirt with, surprisingly, a closed collar. It was the most modest I’ve ever seen him.

like women, but going every night like this can’t be healthy,” I

to speak lowly in

grabbed my purse, and got

me by the hand and laughed, nodding toward Vincent and Emily, “Why

humiliate