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 ringing

coffee while I listened to his phone ring on and off for about five minutes. Vincent glanced at the screen once, then a slow smile spread across his

at him and motioned for him to

face. “Just sit tight.

of the guy beside him. “Could you take care of

had been drinking and nearly choked when Vincent

Vincent left, I started to get bored sitting

18.00%

the bowling lanes. I wanted to walk over to the terrace, where I saw Daisy wave to me. She was a

few steps, Aaron protested, “Nathan! Didn’t Vince ask you to take

quickly turned to look at

my head politely, “No

kept pressing: “Dude, just let her take your position. Your team’s blowing

“Yeah, alright. C’mere, Olive, we have a

“Go get her a

head again. “No! No need! You can

a feel for this one before you’re up. I’m gonna head to the pool table.” With that,

guys on my team smiled at

since high school, and even

the ball I was

holes were too big-too wide apart -to put my fingers in comfortably. I looked back up and

S*it.

worn my contact lens today. My astigmatism was

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

I looked back, I saw him pursing his lips in a poorly suppressed smile. The other people around me booed playfully and called me out

rolled to the end of the lane

teammates laughed, “No wonder Aaron told

It’s all on you guys!” I smiled, embarrassed. I didn’t even want to play in the

a gorgeous smile like that, I don’t

over the men around me with the sharpness of a knife. Most of them