Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

Vincent’s engagement

I stared down at my phone screen, and when I put my hand to my chest, I could feel my pounding heartbeat.

I deleted the chat log, grabbed pajamas out of the dresser, and went to the bathroom to take a wash up. Halfway through my shower, the bathroom door suddenly swung open.

I was startled, and I quickly covered my body as I turned around. Vincent was home.

He smiled at me. “Why are you covering yourself? I’ve seen it all before.”

I was a little flustered. “You let the cold air in. Get out.”

“Aww… but I wanna shower with you, babe,” he whined, but of course he didn’t make any move to join me. His eyes lingered on my figure for a moment longer before he closed the door and left.

I hurriedly stepped out of the shower and looked in the mirror. Faint marks still littered my body. They were still obvious, but the bathroom was foggy. Plus, I was still kind of soapy when he came in. He didn’t see anything, right?

I hated myself for not making a habit of locking the bathroom door at home.

When I got back to our bedroom, I felt so guilty that I couldn’t look at him, but he was calm. He even came over to help dry my hair. And when I finally went to bed, he didn’t put his hands on me. All he did was kiss my cheek.

“Come home on time tomorrow night, okay? I’ve been craving your steak.”

I nodded. “Alright. You can go buy the ingredients once you’re off work.”

The next day, I got two text messages. The first was from

Vincent;

Vxncnt: Hey babe where are you?

HeyOlive: heading home

And the second was from Aaron:

go home. Break up

Amorris: Now.

HeyOlive: ?

But Aaron didn’t reply.

I couldn’t wait to

bit flattered to see Vincent waiting for me in the lobby. Was he really

out a blindfold. “I have something to show you, but I need to cover

playing at, so

tied the blindfold over my eyes. “Don’t worry. I’ll

I resigned and

through. I felt insecure, and I tried to pull it off several

We got onto the elevator, but I felt it go up much further than it should’ve. Maybe he knew I was cheating on him. Maybe

doors slide open. I moved so that I was actively clinging to Vincent’s arm. If he

on the roof. Inside, he helped me remove my shoes before ushering me in

I walked in, my best guess was that

still and wait for him

he held my hand down again.

you trying to do?” I

The one with your favorite cheesecake? It closed

OF OU

signature cake for you.

like a weary traveler who’d become calloused after

He was already holding

head slightly to avoid

followed my mouth with the piece of cake, then he insisted, “You have the first taste. I’ve been waiting to give

second before I opened my mouth and finally let

about this cheesecake until he reminded me. At this point, I didn’t care much for

took a second

I realized something

a hard object out of