Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

I looked back to see Aaron. He was standing with his back to the sun, and his face was obscured with shadows. I raised my hand to block the harsh light, but he took that opportunity to grab it and gently thread his fingers through mine.

“You’re blushing.” I heard his trademark smirk in his voice.

“The sun’s really bright. It’s hot.” I shook ofl’ his hand.

“Well, you’re cold. You know, you tossed me aside like that last time,

too.”

I rolled my eyes. The Aaron I met a few hours ago must’ve been possessed by an angel. Now that the sun was setting, that familiar devil was back, and he was as lecherous as ever.

“I missed you,” he crooned as he took another step closer

“And you’re gonna keep missing me.”

I wasn’t in the mood to play his games. All I wanted was to sort out my feelings and nip my interest in him in the bud.

Regardless, he continued. “I’m going to a charity event later tonight. Could I ask you to be my date?”

I sneered and shook my head. “No. You can’t. Today’s my third year anniversary with Vincent …”

Aaron raised his eyebrow and waited for the rest of my explanation.

I sighed. “I don’t have time.”

“Oh, but you will,” he said with a confident raise of his chin.

I stared at him.

This was the first time I looked at him with such a calm mind. The first time I scrutinized his features so seriously. The man in front of me had high cheekbones and deep ere sockets My whole life. I had this idea that a CEO was supposed to be some middle-aged man posing his overweight body for Forbes magazine Aaron was nothing like that stereotype. Ilis temperament was a balanced blend of pride and romance. Ile was something so much nobler Inviolable

What have I gotten myself into, choosing him of all people to cheat on Vincent with? I never should’ve gotten involved with Aaron

Once upon a time, all he was to me was Vincent’s rich friend. A p*ayboy. I’d imagined this ‘tomcat’ to be shallow, when in fact, he’d shown himself to be exemplary in almost every way.

Still, I resisted.

“Don’t be so sure of yourself,” I told him.

Then, my phone rang. It was Vincent.

with a smile. “See you at the

looked at me. That was the last I

car. He was leaning back

gray suit, and his usually unruly hair was

Except for his demeanor.

waved his hand through the air in front of him, and the volume of his voice rose

out to dinner. I don’t have time

my eyebrows at

he talking to

but now that Emily wanted him, I heavily regretted wearing a plain 1-shirt and jeans this

single motion, I look hold of Vincent’s arm and

chance to hang

he had the nerve to talk to Emily on the phone

bit his lips and let my tongue brush over his teeth, and then his tongue. Shameless, I made sure the

Emily to

lasted a second before he began kissing me back with the

him until I heard

to follow my lips. Of

the phone with?” I

called in for overtime again.” The lie spilled out of him so naturally. His expression didn’t even change.

tonight with my girlfriend, and that if I missed our

Ugh.

felt like it was writhing in my chest, enraged. Since when

one who forgot the date, it was

wrinkled my nose and glanced at Vincent

anything. I just wanted to see how flustered he

I underestimated how shameless Vincent really was. He never missed a beat. “Do you like it? I thought I’d pick a special

B*llsh*t

and sat back in the

table at

me as he drove. “Aaron actually recommended it to me. Said it was the best in town!” He seemed to have completely forgotten about the tense phone call

did you tell him

formally apologize for what happened at the bar a few weeks ago.” Vincent continued as

Aaron’s

“You’ll have time.”

feeling settled in my

did

have to find out