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.

waved the screen in front of Aaron with a smile. “See you at the

That was the last I saw of him once I’d turned around

have to walk far across campus before I saw Vincent waiting by his car. He was leaning back against

today. He wore a dark gray suit, and his usually unruly hair was styled into something more brushed back. He looked very much

Except for his demeanor.

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

told you, I’m taking Olive out to dinner.

at that. Could it

talking

but now that Emily wanted

and flashed a plastic smile. In a single motion, I look hold of Vincent’s arm and pulled him down for a

the chance to hang

the nerve to talk to Emily on the phone while waiting to pick

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

wanted Emily to

stunned, but it only lasted a second before he began kissing me back with the same enthusiasm. He sucked at my lips and held my

pull away from him until I heard Emily scoff and the call

he leaned forward to follow my lips. Of course, I lightly placed a hand on his chest to stop him. There was

phone with?” I asked

him so naturally. His expression

on. “I told him I wanted to spend tonight with my girlfriend, and that if I missed our

Ugh.

like it was writhing in my chest, enraged. Since when did he care about

was the one who forgot the date, it was

nose and glanced at Vincent suspiciously, “Did you

smell anything. I just wanted to

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

B*llsh*t

sat back in the passenger

table at a French restaurant

in

him it

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

I remembered Aaron’s confident

“You’ll have time.”

feeling settled in

did he

just have to