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.

of Aaron with a

didn’t answer and simply looked at me. That was the last I saw of him once I’d turned

his car. He was leaning back against the door and talking to someone on his

and his usually unruly hair was styled

Except for his demeanor.

air in front of him, and the volume of his voice rose and fell chaotically. He didn’t

Olive out to dinner. I don’t have time

eyebrows at that. Could it

talking

would be something boring, but now that Emily wanted

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

have the chance

couldn’t believe that he had the nerve to talk to Emily on

before. I bit his lips and let my tongue brush

wanted Emily

a second before he began kissing me back with the same enthusiasm. He sucked at

until I heard Emily scoff and

he leaned forward to follow my lips. Of course, I lightly placed a hand on his chest to stop him. There was no

you on the phone with?” I asked as I giggled

I was called in for overtime again.” The lie spilled out of him so naturally. His expression didn’t even change. Then, he put his arm around my shoulder and opened the car door

that if I missed our anniversary. she’d be heartbroken.” Lie after

Ugh.

chest,

the one who forgot the date, it was

like perfume,” I wrinkled my nose and glanced at Vincent suspiciously, “Did you have someone

I just wanted

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

B*llsh*t

sat back

booked us a table at a French restaurant tonight,”

Said it was the best in town!” He seemed to have completely forgotten about the tense phone call from a few minutes

him it

bottle of their vintage in advance. To formally apologize for what happened at the bar a few weeks

remembered Aaron’s confident

“You’ll have time.”

uneasy feeling settled in

else did

just have to