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?

that was

away my conscience telling me to be the better person, to not stoop

are you

Amorris: Room 718

Emily are in

in the lobby of the Windermere Hotel,

of me wanted to rush in, to slam on Vincent’s room and catch him

Both seemed equally alluring.

one of the elevators behind me opened with a ding. A man stepped out, eyes glued to his phone before he happened

It was Aaron.

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

wonder if this was the kind of thing he wears when he’s interested in someone. The past two times I’d seen him, he

smile, revealing his pearly white teeth. “I’m surprised you didn’t get lost this time.

you.”

to see him, I admit, but now that he

my hardest to not undress him with my

on the way to the room, coming to a stop at the door marked 718. Right next door, as he told me, was

pound on Vincent’s door. I lingered in the hallway, considering it. Aaron rang the doorbell next to his room, frowning at

was the

toward him, curious as to why he rang the doorbell. The door clicked open, revealing a woman leaning lazily against the frame, complaining, “Does it really take that long to buy a

It was… Quite embarrassing.

past her shoulders as smooth 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

minimalist.

room, the first thing I noticed was the large bed, still neatly

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

phone onto the nightstand and picking up

easy, you two.” Her eyes met mine, and she gave me a devious smirk before reminding Aaron, “You still

was an awkward atmosphere in the

shedding his jacket and turning on the TV. He looked

12

nodded, “Yeah, I

this time?” Ile asked, casually putting his tie on a

you food because I

H

his tongue, shaking his head. “I’m only worth

know what to say. To be honest, I wasn’t sure what

down at the edge of the bed, eyes closed while he folded his