Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

The Elusive Professor

My body trembled in fear, and I nuzzled into Aaron’s arms to hide my face. He kissed the corner of my lips before chuckling to himself.

I looked at him with a dumbfounded expression, and it took a few seconds before I realized I’d been tricked. “Aaron,” | gasped. “Did you just lie to me?”

Aaron raised his eyebrows. “It worked, didn’t it?”

I gritted my teeth and squeezed three little words. “You’re so childish!”

Right when the credits rolled, Aaron and I were quick to exit the building. I didn’t want to bump into Vincent and Emily.

Just when we stepped into the parking lot, I received Vincent’s reply.

Vxncnt: Sorry babe, I just got off work!

Vxncnt: I’m on my way to pick you up right now

I smiled sarcastically.

Right.

When was his job to spend time with Emily? Was she the one paying him now?

lazily texted back.

itsOlive: dont bother. i can take a cab home.

As soon as I hit send, Aaron offered to take me to dinner, but I declined.

“Vincent’s going straight home, so he’ll be there in a few minutes. I don’t have enough time to eat with you. Would you mind giving me a ride back to my place though?”

“Not at all.” Aaron gave me a lopsided grin, started the car, and took me straight to my apartment building.

off just after I stepped out. I wasn’t even inside my home for a minute when Vincent suddenly came

quickly… Did he see me get out of

mind, Vincent asked

and looked at him in mock confusion. “I’ve hardly seen you lately. When would I have

it then. I just thought I

I’d have to remind him not

Wait.

Next time?

forward to the next time I’d see

haven’t seen him.” I shrugged. “It was probably someone else’s

a moment.

still suspicious, I tried to change the subject by asking, “So did you watch

Vincent’s voice grew

reason. I heard it was actually pretty good. We should go see it

“Oh. Well…”

he was busy covering his own tracks, he wouldn’t think to question what I’ve

to.

gathered at the table in the breakroom. It was covered with an assortment

tiptoed over and asked curiously, “Is it someone’s birthday? What’s

around a mouthful of food. “Yours is

the takeout bag with my name on it.

on inside rich people’s brains?” Nick shrugged with a piece of sushi in his hand. He popped it in his mouth and walked over to me. “Open

all get

styrofoam lid,

you went to his office? We all got

in the box looked plain enough, but the sight

it though.” Nick reached for my food. “There’s

and yanked the

little overdone and the egg was still runny, but even though it looked