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

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

his car. He

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

Except for his demeanor.

his hand through the air in front of him, and the volume of his voice rose and fell chaotically. He didn’t even notice me

to dinner.

eyebrows at

talking to

Emily wanted him, I heavily regretted wearing

I look hold of Vincent’s arm and pulled him down

didn’t have the chance

had the nerve to talk to Emily on the phone

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

Emily

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

I heard Emily

follow my lips. Of course, I lightly placed a hand

on the phone with?” I asked as I

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

with my girlfriend, and that if I missed our anniversary. she’d be heartbroken.” Lie after lie fell from his lips as he reached over to

Ugh.

my chest, enraged. Since when

I was the one who forgot

my nose and glanced

I just wanted to

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

Bu*ls*it

and sat back in the passenger seat, feigning

I booked us a table at a

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

you tell him

To formally apologize for what happened at the bar a few weeks ago.” Vincent

Aaron’s confident remark from

“You’ll have time.”

feeling settled in

else did

to find