Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

Of course, my immediate reaction was to reach out to Aaron for the first time in weeks.

I held my breath as I texted him

heyOlive: are you at the windermere hotel too

His reply was instant.

Amortis: Yeah

heyOlive: staying the night?

Amorris: I’m right next door to them

I wanted to hurl my phone into the wall. Once a cheater, always a cheater, and Vincent was no exception.

I’d been biding my time, waiting for Vincent’s “perfect boyfriend” charade to hit its peak before breaking up with him. I imagined him asking me why, promising he’d change, and begging me to stay.

I wanted to look him in the eye with the coldest, most nonchalant expression I could muster, to shake my head casually, and say, “No. I don’t love you anymore. We’re done.”

But now I doubted I’d ever get that chance.

Amorris: Do you want to come over…?

I wasn’t sure what I wanted. I didn’t even have time to think about it before he texted again.

Amorris: Please?

Amorris: I miss you

G*d, what a flirt. I didn’t want to give in that easily.

heyOlive: really?

heyOlive: or do you just want a stand in while your girlfriend’s away :

Amorris: I already told you. I’m single

Amortis: Plus she’d be *your* cheap knockoff if anything

Vincent told me the same thing. Now he’s with Emily again.

I let out a dry laugh. We’re all terrible people, aren’t we?

if that

telling me to be the better person, to not stoop down to Vincent’s

where are you

Amorris: Room 718

Vince and Emily

myself standing in the lobby of the Windermere Hotel, hesitating near the

room and catch him in the act. The other part wanted to indulge in another

Both seemed equally alluring.

behind me opened with a ding. A man stepped out,

It was Aaron.

last saw him. In the hallway lights of the hotel, his ivory satin shirt shimmered softly. My eyes followed his open collar down to the outline of his pecs, then to the silhouette of his waist, clearly visible as the light shone through his shirt. He wore an untied scarf lazily draped around the

this was the kind of thing he wears when he’s interested in someone. The past

his lips quirked upwards in a dazzling smile, revealing his pearly white teeth. “I’m surprised you didn’t

you.”

eager to see him, I admit, but now

my hardest to not undress him with my eves right here

the elevator and I followed him. We didn’t say anything to each other on the way to the room, coming to a stop at the door marked 718. Right next door, as he told

the hallway,

was the decision

a woman leaning lazily against the frame, complaining, “Does it really take that long to

It was… Quite embarrassing.

as melted wax, and thick lashes lined her foxy eyes. Her body was flawless in its moderation. She was toned, but not muscular. Thin, but not morbidly skinny. She wore a white button-up blouse tucked into

minimalist.

thing I noticed was the large bed, still neatly made. Had they not

the woman smirked as she playfully chided him, hands clasped neatly behind her back. “Were you

not interested.” He stepped around her, tossing his phone onto the nightstand and picking up

taking the keys from his outstretched hand. “Take it easy, you two.” Her eyes met mine, and she gave me a devious smirk before reminding Aaron, “You still have

awkward atmosphere in the room

already making himself comfortable, shedding his jacket and turning on the TV. He looked at

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nodded, “Yeah, I

for me this time?” Ile asked, casually putting his

choked, my face flushing. “I only brought you food because I wanted to

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his tongue, shaking his head. “I’m only worth a burger? What are

be honest, I wasn’t sure what I

bed, eyes closed while he