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 the

away my conscience telling me to be the better person, to not stoop down to Vincent’s level

where are you

Amorris: Room 718

Emily

myself standing in the lobby of the Windermere Hotel, hesitating

him in the act. The other part wanted

Both seemed equally alluring.

before I could decide, 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.

since I 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 back of

was the kind of thing he wears when he’s interested in someone. The past two times I’d seen him, he was dressed much more

each other in the lobby, his lips quirked upwards in a dazzling smile, revealing his

you.”

now that he

mean. Thanks.” I looked away, trying my hardest to not undress him with my eves right here

say anything to each other on the way to the room, coming to a stop at the door marked 718. Right next door, as

to, I could still pound on Vincent’s door. I lingered in the hallway, considering it.

the

door clicked open, revealing a woman leaning lazily against the frame,

It was… Quite embarrassing.

the word. Long, straight black hair fell 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

minimalist.

noticed was the

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

around her, tossing his phone onto the nightstand and picking up a

gingerly taking the keys from his outstretched hand. “Take it easy, you two.” Her eyes met mine, and she gave me a devious smirk

was an awkward atmosphere in the

jacket and turning on the TV. He looked at me, a pleasant smile on his face,

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“Yeah,

asked, casually putting his tie

nearly choked, my face flushing. “I only brought you food because I wanted to bang, so no. No burger for

H

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

honest, I wasn’t

the bed, eyes closed while he folded his arms behind his