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. Break

Amorris: Now.

HeyOlive: ?

But Aaron didn’t reply.

I couldn’t wait to get off the crowded subway. I

the lobby. Was he really

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

was playing at, so I

the blindfold over my eyes.

and let

it through. I felt insecure,

felt it go up much further than it should’ve. Maybe he knew I was cheating on him. Maybe he was taking me up to the

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

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

far I walked in, my best guess was

told me to stay still and wait for

the blindfold, but he held my hand

trying to do?”

remember that cafe at school? The one with your favorite cheesecake?

OF OU

signature cake for you. Do you want a

like a weary traveler who’d become calloused after a harsh winter, only for the warm summer air to suddenly wash over me. It was an unexpected

say anything. He was already holding a fork

head slightly

cake, then he insisted, “You have the first taste.

for half a second before I opened my mouth and finally

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

took a second

I realized something was

took a hard object out of my