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

scowled. “I’m not feeling well. I

hurts.”

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

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

silent, and I felt his scrutinizing gaze on my back. He whispered again, “I’m

in

to run off to Emily. Did he think I was

good at juggling

and peeked into the hallway

hurried over to the nightstand and grabbed

room are

was asleep… He did drink a lot, after

right next to

Amorris: On the right

Olive: are you

Amorris: Come over

give him earlier, and walked over to his door. It swung open before I had a chance to ring the

the doorframe with one hand. He shot me a dazzling smile, “What are you doing here

lifted up the small

pulled me inside. The door slammed shut behind me and I immediately pressed myself against him, pushing him to the wall. My fingers groped for the opening of his

grabbed my hand. “Forgot

the

table next to us. “I was just dropping

and look at the couple on the couch. “Both of

and tsked. “You’re such a killjoy! Kicking me out again…

get going. The birthday boy wants to open his present.” He

so was my lustful

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

me and huffed, “You only whined

my party.

my eyes, annoyed. His friends were just

look hot when you roll your eyes,” he laughed. He was certainly in a

gift for him, “Can I

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