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.

Please. You could just use

well. I

hurts.”

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

his phone. He could’ve been texting Emily again for all

stayed silent, and I felt his scrutinizing gaze on my back. He whispered again, “I’m gonna go downstairs and buy a pack

in

shared a bed, he had the gall to run off to Emily. Did he think I

at juggling

peeked into the hallway just in time to see

the nightstand and grabbed

which room are you

asleep… He did drink a lot, after

right

Amorris: On the right

Olive: are

Amorris: Come over

him earlier, and walked over to his door. It swung

as Vincent-and leaned on the doorframe with one hand. He shot me a dazzling

lifted up the small gift

didn’t waver as he reached forward and pulled me inside. The door slammed shut behind me and I immediately pressed myself against him, pushing him to the wall. My fingers groped

and grabbed my hand. “Forgot to

Alex and Daisy lounging on the sofa. The

side table next to us. “I was just dropping this off,” I squeaked,

stop me and look at the couple on

Kicking me out

get going. The birthday

so was my lustful

I left on the table, put an arm around me, and led me further

hand off of me and huffed, “You only whined about it over and over. How could I

my party. To my

were just here. Did

roll your eyes,” he laughed. He was certainly

at my gift for him, “Can I

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