Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

The gift in me

I’d never told Vincent that, so he was obviously surprised. He put his drink down on the table and gave me a quizzical look, brows furrowed and lips pursed tightly. Nowadays, I hated Vincent’s style, but I answered honestly. The first time he took me out, I was drawn to what he was wearing. I remember seeing him dressed in a clean pullover and jeans.

The same kind of thing Aaron wore the first time I went to see

him.

“What was it?” Alex pressed.

I winked, “You asked one question. I answered one question.”

He laughed, “Okay, fine. I’ll get you next time.”

But he was out of the game before he could ask me again, and I stayed in until the end of the round. Afterward, everyone turned in for the night, and Vincent and I went up

our room.

Once we were inside, he asked, “You only liked how I

dressed?”

to

I pouted at him with my brows knit together. His eyes were narrowed and his voice sounded… hurt. He seemed genuinely saddened by my response earlier.

I was lying in bed already, and I looked up at him. He was standing at the end of the bed in a robe, fresh out of the shower. With a stretch, I teased him with my foot. “At first, yes, but afterward…”

I didn’t like you.

He gave me a satisfied smile and licked his lower lip, his

telltale sign he’s in the mood. Then he reached and grabbed my ankle to grind into my touch, but I pulled my foot away before he could. “I’m on my period.”

Vincent took a deep breath, irritated. “Then what was that you just did?”

I giggled and winked at him, “All I did was touch you. Who knew you were that easy?”

I wasn’t actually on my period, but the last time we had sex- not even sex, foreplay even-it made me sick to my stomach. I couldn’t bring myself to be intimate with him anymore.

You could

well. I drank too,

hurts.”

leaned down to rub my stomach soothingly. “Alright. Just relax. I’ll go get

again for all I knew. After a

scrutinizing gaze on my back. He whispered again, “I’m

cigarettes in a bathrobe?

a bed, he had the gall to run off to Emily. Did he think I was that s*upid? Or did he

good at juggling

got out of bed and peeked into the hallway just in time

hurried over to the nightstand and

room are you

was asleep… He did drink

one right next to

Amorris: On the right

Olive: are you

Amorris: Come over

my clothes, grabbed the gift I forgot to give him earlier, and walked over to his door. It swung open before I had a chance

on the doorframe with one hand. He shot

the small gift bag.

shut behind me and I immediately pressed

my hand. “Forgot to tell you. I’m not

Alex and Daisy lounging on the sofa.

and I took a step back before placing the bag on the side table next to us. “I was just dropping this off,” I squeaked, then I turned

at

head and tsked. “You’re such a killjoy! Kicking me out again… Next time you invite me over, I’m not

and pulled Daisy to her feet. “Let’s get going. The birthday boy wants to open his present.” He smiled at us as he

And so

left on the table, put an arm around me,

and huffed, “You only whined about it over and

party. To my

eyes, annoyed. His friends were just here. Did he

look hot when you roll your eyes,” he

my gift for him, “Can

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