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.

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

home that quickly… Did he

that thought crossed my mind, Vincent

seen you lately. When would I have

it then. I just thought I saw his car drive by

exactly subtle. I’d have to remind him not

Wait.

Next time?

looking forward to the next time I’d

“It was probably someone

brow for a

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

Vincent’s voice grew

pretty good.

“Oh. Well…”

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

to.

arrived at the lab and found everyone else gathered at

“Is it someone’s

ordered catering.” Nick slurred around a mouthful

Why?” I unwrapped the takeout bag with my name on it. “Is it an early Christmas

rich people’s brains?” Nick shrugged with a piece of sushi in his

Did we all

the styrofoam lid, I breathed a

when you went to

looked plain enough, but the sight

Nick reached for my food. “There’s probably caviar

and yanked the sandwich

little overdone and the egg was still