Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

I gaped like an idiot for five whole seconds.

“Wow~ Are you sure this is a charity for animals? Or is it human trafficking instead?”

I had to admit that Aaron’s answer was even more scandalous than what I’d been thinking

Was this what rich men got a kick out ot”? I’d heard from Cinder that the wealthier someone is the stranger their hobbies are. They might buy some odd things here and there, but to purchase the auctioneer himself… That was something else.

Aaron wasn’t even in a position where he needed to put himself on the auction table. This must have been purely voluntary on his part

“It’s not what you think,” he said as he parked the car.

He put his hands on the steering wheel and turned his head to look at me. My expression amused him, and he kept smiling with squinted eyes as if he’d just witnessed the joke of the century.

His smirk made me think of another possibility. One more in line with his lustful nature

I covered my mouth with one hand as my pupils dilated. I was staring at him like he was an alien. Like he’d grown a second head right in front of me.

“You mean you’re auctioning your…” I trailed off. My mind was filled with images of Aaron rolling in the sheets with another woman. I racked my brain for some way to phrase it decently

Aaron raised his eyebrows like he was daring me to outright say it.

“… your time?” That felt more appropriate. I originally wanted to say ‘your body’, but if I had, he might have said something about giving me a discount or something else just as suggestive and lecherous.

That would’ve been a cheap way to derail the conversation! I couldn’t let him off that easily.

.

He nodded, pursed his lips, and tilted his head to one side as he considered my guess.

“Almost.”

feel strange. My heart didn’t hurt at the thought, so I knew

he treat

Wait.

Aaron wasn’t the most open man. Even with his one-night stands, he was always emotionally restrained. It wasn’t like

standards were very high.

arranged for him. Even if he

stands are anything but ordinary. Daisy was a good example, but no matter how beautiful and capable these women were, none were immune to

some small-name models, and Vincent

allow himself to be auctioned off to an

were sold to the middle-aged widow

I started to

at me, put his hand on the back of my neck,

“Did you ask me out to keep your crazy

this could’ve been the only reason. Aaron probably wanted me there so

confused for a moment. “My G*d, Olive. You should be a writer with an imagination

anything wrong with my guess-but Aaron spoke first. “If I’m done with a woman, the relationship’s over. That’s that.” His voice was at least an octave lower,

to let her know.” His hand gripped the steering wheel, and the shoulders

atmosphere shifted into

eyes. I didn’t want to probe Aaron’s mind anymore. I bowed my head and began unbuckling my seat belt. The party would

so, he promised, “I wouldn’t use you for something like this. I wouldn’t need to. If I wanted someone or something, I could get

you so sure?” I’d always wondered that.

his schemes were airtight.

with a lazy grin.

I was stunned.