Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

Vincent’s anger

My mind went blank, and all I could do was stare helplessly.

Vincent’s voice was a strange mix of suspicion, shock, and uncertainty. “Are you… Is that Olive’s scarf?”

Aaron glanced at me with a casual smile on his face. “Is it? I don’t know, I just found it in my room.”

I was going to kill him…

As his words sunk in, I felt the temperature in the elevator drop by a few degrees. The air felt like it was thinning, and I was too light-headed to turn and look at Vincent’s expression.

Vincent’s voice lost all of its humor. “You better start explaining…”

Luckily, Daisy chimed in. “Aaron, stop messing around.”

Then she turned to Vincent and said, “Olive left it in my room. I was gonna give it back earlier, but when Aaron saw it, he complained about feeling cold and just put it on.”

Vincent paused again, but his voice was still tense when he finally replied. “Take it off.”

Aaron didn’t move.

So Vincent repeated himself, growing more and more irritated. “I said take it off.”

Aaron smiled, raised his chin slightly, and chose to provoke

him: “What if I don’t wanna?”

Vincent immediately let go of me and reached out to yank it off of Aaron, but just then, the elevator doors opened. Alex and one of his friends were standing on the other side of the door, stunned by the situation.

Vincent was just reaching for the scarf, but it looked like he was grabbing Aaron by the collar and getting ready to swing at him.

The two guys got into the elevator and pulled Vincent and Aaron apart, then they asked Daisy what was going on.

She stayed silent.

Vincent was held by his shoulders, and once he calmed down a little, he said again, “Give it back.”

Aaron ignored him. Instead, he tilted his head slightly to look. at me with an innocent expression. “I’m still feeling kinda cold, Olive. Could you warm me up with a hug?”

I gave Vincent my hand: “Let’s just go.”

didn’t move, so I let go of him and walked

I heard his footsteps behind

ignition, backed out of the parking space, and drove onto the road without saying a

clutched at my seat belt. “Slow down. You’re scaring

knuckles were white around

jaw was tightly clenched.

“I don’t get upset when you

started to let off the gas, but

in the car with him, all that was left was an indescribable feeling

home. As soon as we

went into the kitchen to cook some pasta, and I even popped my head into the bedroom to let him know dinner was ready. I paid no attention to his sour

the kitchen and headed to the bathroom for a quick shower. Then I went to the bedroom to grab my blanket and pillow, but Vincent

you doing?” He

now, I

“It’s cold there- Don’t bother. Just

truth was that the idea of sleeping in

made me sick.

at my blanket again, and I tried hard to hide my disgust behind

threw me onto the bed and crushed my

enough to know what he wanted from me, and I was

and glared at me. “Then

just say…?”

always lead me on and you never stop to think about my feelings! We don’t need to have sex, but you won’t even put your hands on me! I’ve never heard of a girlfriend who acts as

than anyone that I have issues with intimacy, but I told you this when we started

bother putting up with two women?’ I wanted to say, but I held

want to have the final showdown with

a few seconds, he calmed down and let go of me. “I’m sorry. It’s not you, it’s me.

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really jealous sometimes. This won’t happen again,

I not

smile. “It’s fine.

next morning that I saw an

He didn’t do anything to you,

HeyOlive: no.

for what happened, so I didn’t

good. I was worried about