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.

Christmas was approaching, and I 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

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

have something to show

was playing at,

and tied the blindfold over my eyes.

and

blindfold was so tight that not even a shred of light could make it through. I felt insecure, and I tried to pull it off

go up much further than it should’ve. Maybe he knew I was

dinged and I heard the doors slide open. I moved so that I was actively clinging to Vincent’s

he

I walked in, my best guess was that I

me to stay still and wait for him with my arms at

blindfold, but he held my hand

trying to do?”

“Nothing… Do you remember that cafe at school? The one with your favorite cheesecake? It closed down, but I was able

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cake for you. Do you

describe my shifting feelings. I felt like a weary traveler who’d become calloused after

already holding a fork up to

my head slightly to

the piece of cake, then he insisted, “You have the first taste. I’ve been waiting to give this to you

a second before I opened

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

took a

realized something

hard object out of my mouth while reaching up to remove my