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.

“Angel. Please. You could just use your

feeling well. I drank too, and my

hurts.”

my stomach soothingly. “Alright.

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

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

in a bathrobe?

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

at juggling

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

the nightstand and grabbed

room are you

He did drink a lot,

one right

Amorris: On the right

Olive: are you

Amorris: Come over

give him earlier, and walked over

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

up the small gift bag. “Sharing the

I immediately pressed myself against him, pushing him to the wall. My fingers groped

his throat and grabbed my hand. “Forgot to tell you. I’m

I turned to see Alex and Daisy lounging on the sofa. The two of them

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

me and look at the couple on the

“You’re such a killjoy! Kicking me

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

so was my

an arm around

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

my party. To

just here. Did he

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

he looked down at my gift

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