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.

whined. “Angel. Please. You could just use your

well. I drank too, and

hurts.”

my stomach soothingly. “Alright. Just relax. I’ll go

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

back. He whispered again, “I’m gonna go downstairs and buy a pack of cigarettes. I’ll

cigarettes in a bathrobe?

run off to Emily. Did

at

bed and peeked into the hallway just in time to see him slip

to the nightstand and grabbed

which room are

he was asleep… He did drink a lot,

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

one hand. He shot

small gift bag. “Sharing

me inside. The door slammed shut behind me and I immediately pressed myself against him, pushing him to the

cleared his throat and grabbed my

and Daisy lounging on the sofa. The

flushed and I took a step back before placing the bag on the side table next to us. “I

and look at the couple

a killjoy! Kicking me out again… Next time you invite

The birthday boy wants to open his present.” He smiled at us as

were gone. And so was my lustful

picked up the present I left on the table, put an arm around me, and

only whined about it over and over. How could I

my party. To

eyes, annoyed. His friends were just

hot when you roll your eyes,” he laughed. He

he looked down at my gift for him, “Can I open

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