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.

in front of Aaron with a

and simply looked at me. That was the last I saw of

I saw Vincent waiting by his car. He was leaning back against the door

unruly hair was styled into something more brushed back. He looked very much like a romantic

Except for his demeanor.

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

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

eyebrows at that. Could

he talking to

anniversary celebration would be something boring, but now that Emily

In a single motion, I look hold of

chance to hang

believe that he had the nerve to talk to Emily on the phone while waiting to pick up his girlfriend for

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

Emily to

with the same enthusiasm. He sucked at my

from him until I heard Emily scoff and the call

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

with?” I asked as I giggled

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

our anniversary. she’d be

Ugh.

chest, enraged. Since

who forgot the date,

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

wanted to see how

was. He never missed a beat. “Do you like it? I thought I’d

B*llsh*t

and sat back in the passenger seat,

table at

he drove. “Aaron actually recommended it to me. Said it was the best in town!” He seemed

did you tell him

bottle of their vintage in advance. To formally apologize for

I remembered Aaron’s confident remark

“You’ll have time.”

feeling settled in my

else did he

to find