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.

I walked to the counter and ordered a co*ktail. In the corner

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

and strong pectorals that made for extremely comfortable pillows at night I used to think of him

Aaron was leagues more attractive, but he’d also been

like a leech, and he didn’t look cager to push

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, but could I compare to her? There’s no

her t*ts against his shoul der as if

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 spare everyone from watching them French kiss, but people around

sent him a message

Are you done with work yet? I’m still

you come pick

course, he didn’t

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

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 to, so I couldn’t help but cough. Maybe it’s because I coughed so hard that tears welled up

I found out he’d cheated on me. Not until now. Is it because I’m finally witnessing it myself? I

.

today made me realize I

all.

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

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

gone, and in their place was

a few tears were shed, but I still felt embarrassed. I didn’t want him to see me

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

was still tightly holding onto. “You know,

closed collar. It was the most modest I’ve ever seen him. The dark

get that you like women, but going every night

down to speak lowly in my

jerked away, grabbed my

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

humiliate