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 smile.

That was the last I saw of him once

didn’t have to walk far across campus before I saw Vincent waiting by his car. He was leaning back against the door

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

Except for his demeanor.

the volume of his voice rose

told you, I’m taking Olive out to dinner. I don’t have

my eyebrows at that.

talking to

now that Emily wanted

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

the chance to hang

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

I bit his lips and let my

Emily

me back with the same enthusiasm. He sucked at my lips and held my chin

from him until I heard Emily scoff

forward to follow my lips. Of course, I lightly placed a hand on his chest to stop him. There was no point in kissing

phone with?”

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

carried on. “I told him I wanted to spend tonight with my girlfriend, and that if I missed our anniversary. she’d be heartbroken.” Lie after lie fell from his lips

Ugh.

in my chest, enraged. Since when

one who forgot the

wrinkled my nose and glanced at Vincent suspiciously, “Did you have someone

actually smell anything. I just wanted to see

a beat. “Do you like it? I thought I’d pick a special air

Bu*ls*it

hummed and sat back in the passenger seat,

I booked us a table at a French

in town!” He

you tell him it

To formally apologize for what happened at the bar a

I remembered Aaron’s confident remark from

“You’ll have time.”

uneasy feeling settled

else did he

have to find out