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:

Don’t go home.

Amorris: Now.

HeyOlive: ?

But Aaron didn’t reply.

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

for me in the lobby. Was he really

to show you, but I need to cover

was playing at, so I cautiously resisted.

blindfold over my eyes. “Don’t

I resigned and let him

light could make it through. I felt insecure, and I tried to pull

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

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

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

my best guess was that I was in the middle of the living

stay still and wait for him with my

blindfold, but he held my hand down

are you trying to do?”

one with your favorite cheesecake? It closed down, but I was able to find the chef that used to

OF OU

had him make his signature cake for you. Do

didn’t know how to describe my shifting feelings. I felt like a weary traveler who’d become calloused after a harsh winter, only for the

was already holding a

head slightly to avoid

with the piece of cake, then he insisted, “You have the first

a second before I opened my

I actually completely forgot about this cheesecake until he reminded me. At this point,

took

I realized

out of