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:

home.

Amorris: Now.

HeyOlive: ?

But Aaron didn’t reply.

was too busy grading papers and finishing my experiments before the holidays. Today, I couldn’t wait to get off the crowded subway. I just wanted to take a hot bath and go straight to bed-I didn’t

waiting for me in the lobby. Was he really that

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

he was playing at, so I cautiously resisted.

the blindfold over my eyes. “Don’t worry. I’ll hold you every

resigned and let

of light could make it through. I felt

like we were heading to our apartment. We got onto the elevator, but I felt it go up much further than it should’ve. Maybe he

was actively clinging to Vincent’s arm. If he wanted to

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

walked in, my best guess was that I

he told me to stay still and wait for him with

lift the blindfold, but he held my hand down again. “Just trust

to do?”

Do you remember that cafe at school? The one with your favorite cheesecake? It closed down, but I was able to find

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him make his signature cake for you. Do you

I felt like a weary traveler who’d become calloused after a

He was already holding a fork up to

head slightly to avoid it.

insisted, “You have the first taste. I’ve been waiting to

half a second before I opened my

reminded me. At this point, I

took a second

realized something was

took a hard object out of my mouth while