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

not feeling well. I drank too, and

hurts.”

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

bed, he was glued to his phone. He could’ve been texting Emily again for all I knew. After a while, he

again, “I’m gonna

cigarettes in a

he had the gall to run off to

at juggling two

into the hallway just in time to see him slip into

hurried over to the nightstand and grabbed my

which room are you

he was asleep… He did

one right next

Amorris: On the right

Olive: are

Amorris: Come over

walked over to his door. It swung open before I had a chance

wearing a robe-the same as Vincent-and leaned on the doorframe with one hand. He shot me a dazzling smile,

small gift bag. “Sharing the

shut behind me and I immediately pressed myself against him, pushing him to the

cleared his throat and grabbed my hand. “Forgot to tell you.

and Daisy lounging on the sofa. The two of them smiled, entertained by the

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

was quick to stop me and look at the couple on the couch. “Both of

“You’re such a killjoy! Kicking me out again… Next time you invite me over, I’m

“Let’s get going. The birthday boy wants to open his present.” He smiled at us as he left, “Goodnight,

gone. And so

picked up the present I left on the table, put an arm around me, and led me further into his room. “I’m glad you made

me and huffed, “You only whined about it over and over. How could

my party. To my

rolled my eyes, annoyed. His friends were just here. Did he not feel the slightest

he laughed. He was

gift

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