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. Break

Amorris: Now.

HeyOlive: ?

But Aaron didn’t reply.

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

the lobby. Was he really that excited for

to show you, but I need

know what he was playing at,

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

resigned and let him guide

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

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

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

the community penthouse on the roof. Inside, he

far I walked in, my best guess was

and wait for him with my

held my hand down

are you trying to do?” I huffed,

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

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cake for

who’d become calloused after a harsh winter, only for the warm summer air to suddenly wash over me. It

anything. He was already holding a

head slightly to avoid it.

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

a second before I opened my mouth and finally let him

forgot about this cheesecake until he reminded me. At this

took a second

realized something was

frowned and took a hard object out of my mouth while reaching up to