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.

phone started

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

glanced at him and motioned for

my face. “Just sit tight. I’ll be right

guy beside him.

man had been drinking and nearly choked when Vincent kicked his seat. He grumbled impatiently,

left, I started to get bored sitting

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to walk over to the terrace, where I

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

for a second, but quickly turned to look at me. “Oh! Uh… Olive. Did you

waved my hand and shook my head politely, “No thanks. I’m

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

hesitated before stepping aside, deflated. “Yeah, alright. C’mere, Olive, we have

snickered, “Go get her

again. “No! No need! You can

ball over before I could finish. “Here. Get a feel for this one before you’re up. I’m gonna

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

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

down sheepishly at the

big-too wide apart -to put my fingers in comfortably.

S*it.

My astigmatism was making the pins blur and double under

the ball normally and rolled it forward, granny-style. It fell

but when 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 for my

rolled to the end of the lane without

my teammates laughed, “No wonder Aaron told you to join our team! You’re

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

see a gorgeous smile like that,

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