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

my coffee while I listened to his phone ring on and off for about

him and motioned for him to take the

kissed my face. “Just sit

him. “Could you take

and nearly choked when Vincent kicked his seat. He

I started to get bored sitting

18.00%

to walk over to the terrace,

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

to look at me. “Oh! Uh… Olive.

my head politely, “No thanks. I’m

let her take your position. Your

deflated. “Yeah, alright. C’mere,

get her a

I shook my head again. “No! No need! You can keep playing, Nathan, I’m

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

on my team smiled at me, “Let’s go, Olive! It’s your

high school, and even then I only managed to hit a couple pins if I

down sheepishly at the ball

wide apart -to put my fingers in comfortably. I looked back up

S*it.

my contact lens today. My astigmatism was making

rolled it forward, granny-style. It fell with a

him pursing his lips in a poorly suppressed smile. The other people around me

rolled to the end of the lane without

wonder Aaron told you

even want to play in the first place! Aaron put me

gorgeous smile like that, I don’t mind losing!” My other teammate

eyes swept over the men around me with the sharpness of