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…”

why there’s always such a big turnout for this event. It’s fun. It’s gimmicky. And by the way, the men aren’t called

rolled my eyes and shook my head. It was pretentious without a doubt, but it was also equal parts tasteless and entertaining. “So how am I supposed to make sure I’m

have any trouble choosing,” he smiled. This

that sure,” I smiled sarcastically, “I don’t know

still more than

still tell me your stock code. Or

already used those in past auctions

use them

ready for me to buy everyone… Think

smiled slyly, “I’m only paying for

bad,” I

smile became more earnest. He was

her speech that it wasn’t until she was finished that I noticed Aaron was no longer with me.

would

announced that the Match Made In Heaven event was

our Angels based on things

audience whispered among themselves, and in that brief

It was Jane.

and a nod, then motioned for me to listen carefully

that a man’s looks-and

than something as frivolous as

spread through the

satisfaction at everyone’s reaction and continued, “After all, finding the

mouth twitched, and another round of gossip and laughter rippled through

upper class to be more… refined. This whole party

Rose. Here is

it was, it looked like it was a few inches below his waist,