Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

Angel

“Let go, Aaron.” I protested just loudly enough for him to hear me as I kept at his heels. “What’s going on with you and

David?”

I watched him from the side as we wove through a crowd of people. His lips pursed into a thin line, but he said nothing. Then, after a while, he muttered under his breath.

“I hate him so much…”

I’d never seen such intense emotion expressed on Aaron’s face. I’ve seen him smiling more often than not, with his carefree attitude stemming from his confident control of the situation. But this time, his resentment-his pain-was clear in his expression. He seemed as stiff as a sculpture with his jaw clenched so tightly.

I felt the need to change the subject and lighten the mood somewhat.

“So what’re your keywords?” I asked.

“What?” He responded at least, but he was still distant. Still distracted. Maybe I should’ve been more specific…

“Your keywords. For the auction. I know it’s mostly blind, but there have to be a few clear flags it’s you they’re selling, right? Earlier you mentioned your company’s stock code. What’s yours?”

“Oh. That.” His eyes remained indifferent. “That was just an example… I don’t know how the auctioneer wants to advertise me. It’s up to them.”

What?!

My confusion must’ve been written all over my face. I leaned forward and put my hands up in a hold on gesture.

“You’re joking… Did you tell the auctioneer anything? No cheeky codename? No subtle hint?”

“It keeps things fair,” Aaron shrugged. “Collaboration means we risk information being leaked in advance. The blind bag loses its meaning.”

“The ‘blind bag’ never meant anything! G*d, and I can’t believe it’s up to the organizers to do all this research on the items without any help…”

a big turnout for this event. It’s fun. It’s gimmicky. And by the way, the men aren’t called ‘items’ during the auction. We’re called The Angels of

equal parts tasteless and entertaining.

won’t have any trouble choosing,” he smiled. This was the

sure,” I smiled sarcastically, “I don’t know you as well as you

than anyone else

stock code. Or your student ID from elementary

used those in

use them

buy everyone… Think you can afford it?” I gave him a

smiled slyly, “I’m only

bad,”

more earnest. He

event, and I became so absorbed in her speech

auction would be starting

close attention as the hostess cheerfully announced that the Match

from previous years know that we used to bid on our Angels based on things

themselves, and in that brief moment, I felt someone sidle up next

It was Jane.

greeted me with a smile and a nod, then motioned for me to

surveys showed us that a man’s looks-and

than something as frivolous

and general laughter spread through the crowd like

reaction and continued, “After all, finding the full package can be

corners of my mouth twitched, and another round of gossip and laughter rippled through the

the haughty upper class to be

started with Angel One, the ‘Bulgarian Rose. Here is the information we’ve gathered

up with a picture: a tattoo of a rose. As for where it was, it