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 nonstop

his phone ring on and off for about five minutes. Vincent glanced at the screen once, then a slow

at him and motioned for him to take the

face. “Just sit tight. I’ll

chair of the guy beside him. “Could

and nearly choked when Vincent kicked his seat.

I started to

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the terrace,

took a few steps, Aaron protested, “Nathan! Didn’t Vince ask

turned to look at me. “Oh! Uh… Olive. Did you

waved my hand and shook my head politely,

“Dude, just let her take your position. Your

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

get her a

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

for this

my team smiled at me, “Let’s

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

the ball I was

my fingers in comfortably. I looked back up and squinted at the pins at

S*it.

today. My astigmatism was making the pins

I gave up trying 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 before it

his lips in a poorly suppressed smile. The other people

a clunk! my ball finally rolled to the end of the lane without ever touching a

laughed, “No wonder Aaron told you to join our

sorry! It’s all on you guys!” I smiled, embarrassed. I didn’t even

like that, I don’t

a polite smile on his face, but his eyes swept over the men around me with the sharpness of a knife. Most of them got the hint and