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.

looked at me. That was the last I saw of him once I’d turned around

far across campus before I saw Vincent waiting by his car. He

dark gray suit, and his usually unruly hair was styled

Except for his demeanor.

him, and the volume

you, I’m taking Olive out to dinner. I don’t have time today,” he

raised my eyebrows at that. Could it

talking

something boring, but now that Emily wanted

plastic smile. In a single motion, I look hold of Vincent’s

didn’t have the chance to hang up

nerve to talk to Emily on the phone while waiting to pick up his girlfriend

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

Emily to

second before he began kissing me back with the same enthusiasm. He sucked at my lips and held

until I heard Emily

seemed lost. Even though I’d already pulled away, his eyes were still closed, and he leaned forward to follow my lips. Of course, I lightly placed a hand on his chest to stop him. There was no point

you on the phone with?” I asked

said I was called in for overtime again.” The lie spilled out of him so naturally. His

missed our anniversary. she’d be heartbroken.” Lie after lie fell from

Ugh.

chest, enraged. Since when did he care

I was the one who forgot the date, it was

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

smell anything. I just wanted to see how

beat. “Do you like it? I thought I’d pick a special air freshener for

B*llsh*t

I hummed and sat back

us a table at a

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

him it was

of their vintage in advance. To formally apologize for what happened at the bar a few weeks ago.” Vincent continued as high-spirited

remembered Aaron’s confident remark

“You’ll have time.”

uneasy feeling settled

else did he

to