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.

Aaron with a smile. “See you at

simply looked at me. That was the

Vincent waiting by his car.

and his usually unruly hair was styled into something

Except for his demeanor.

in front of him, and the volume of his voice rose and

you, I’m taking Olive out to dinner.

at that. Could

he talking

Emily wanted him, I heavily regretted wearing a plain

In a single motion, I look hold of Vincent’s arm and pulled him down

have the chance to hang up

I couldn’t believe that he had the nerve to talk to Emily on the phone

hellbent on kissing him more intensely than I 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 noises

Emily

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

away from him until I

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

were you on the phone with?” I

for overtime again.” The lie spilled out of him so naturally. His expression didn’t even change. Then, he put his

and that if I missed our anniversary. she’d be heartbroken.” Lie after

Ugh.

felt like it was writhing in my chest, enraged. Since when

was the one who forgot

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

didn’t actually smell anything. I just wanted to see

“Do you like it? I thought I’d

Bu*ls*it

I hummed and sat back in the passenger seat,

I booked us a table at

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

did you tell him it

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

remembered Aaron’s confident

“You’ll have time.”

uneasy feeling settled in my

did

just have to