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 next debrief,

didn’t answer and simply looked at me. That was the last I saw

by his car. He was leaning back against the door and

unruly hair was styled into something more brushed back.

Except for his demeanor.

volume of his voice rose and fell

dinner. I don’t

my eyebrows at that. Could it

he talking

be something boring, but now that Emily wanted him, I heavily regretted wearing a plain 1-shirt

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

didn’t have the chance

the back of my mind, I couldn’t believe that he had the nerve to talk to Emily on the phone while

I ever had before. I bit his lips and let

Emily to

second before he began kissing me back with the

away from him until I heard Emily scoff and the

closed, and he leaned forward to follow my lips. Of course, I lightly

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

him so naturally. His expression

that if I missed our anniversary. she’d be heartbroken.” Lie after lie fell from his lips as he

Ugh.

writhing in my chest, enraged. Since when did he

the one who forgot the date, it

smells like perfume,” I wrinkled my nose and

actually smell anything. I just wanted to see

really was. He never missed a beat. “Do you like it?

B*llsh*t

sat back

booked us a table at a

Said it was the best in

tell him it was our

a bottle of their vintage in advance. To formally apologize for what happened at

I remembered Aaron’s confident

“You’ll have time.”

feeling settled

did

have to