Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

Play bowling

Vincent froze beside me.

Doesn’t feel so good, huh?

The thrill of revenge swept through my body like an electric

current.

He stared at Aaron, who casually turned to deliver another strike like it was nothing. Aaron grinned at Vincent, “I’m kidding, man. Don’t be so nervous.”

Emily rolled her eyes, and said coldly, “As if! I wouldn’t pick him if he was the last man alive!” But even as she said that, ́ she hugged her chest even tighter to show off her breasts.

Neither Aaron nor Vincent spoke.

The rest of the group laughed and joked loudly: “Nothing beats someone else’s girlfriend, right Aaron? With a looker like Olive, who wouldn’t be jealous of Vincent!”

Emily chimed in too, “Right? Olive looks really good tonight. No wonder Vincent doesn’t always bring you. One of these guys might try something funny.”

That left me feeling strange.

I wasn’t wearing anything too formal. It was just a black suspender dress with lace frills on the straps, and I was even wearing a light blazer over it. Sure, I was wearing jewelry that I usually save for special occasions, but other than that, I was dressed casually. I fit right in with all the other women at the party except for Emily. She was overdressed if anything, but

maybe that’s why she gave me that sarcastic compliment.

Aaron hummed and glanced my way. “Someone else’s girlfriend?” His hand slipped during his next throw, and he missed the spare. The men on the other team w*ooped as they took the lead.

With a sigh, Aaron clapped and gestured for his own team to congratulate their opponents.

A few guys started setting up for the next game while Vincent got up to pour me a cup of coffee. Emily watched him coldly from the sidelines before frustratedly rifling through her

purse.

started

and off for about five minutes. Vincent glanced at the screen

and motioned for him to take

face. “Just sit tight. I’ll

stood and stretched, then lightly kicked the chair of the guy beside him.

drinking and nearly choked when Vincent kicked his seat. He grumbled impatiently, “Make it

after Vincent left, I started to

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to walk over to the terrace, where I saw Daisy wave to me. She

steps, Aaron protested, “Nathan! Didn’t Vince ask you to take care of his

second, but quickly turned to

and shook my head politely,

let her take your position.

deflated. “Yeah, alright. C’mere, Olive, we

snickered, “Go get her

No need! You can keep

a feel for this one

guys on my team smiled at me, “Let’s

nervously walked over. To be honest, I hadn’t bowled since high school, and even then I only managed

looked down sheepishly at the ball

already knew the holes were too big-too wide apart -to put my fingers in comfortably. I looked

S*it.

contact lens today. My astigmatism was

to hold the ball normally and rolled it forward, granny-style. It fell with a pathetic thud and skated along the waxed lane about halfway

but when I looked back, I saw him pursing his lips in a poorly suppressed smile. The other people around me

the end of the lane without ever

“No wonder Aaron told you to

smiled, embarrassed. I didn’t even want to play in the

I get to see a gorgeous smile like

around me with the sharpness of a knife. Most of