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.

just after I stepped out. I wasn’t even

expect him to be home that quickly… Did

mind, Vincent asked me, “Have

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

worry about it then. I just thought I saw his car drive

black sports car wasn’t exactly subtle. I’d have to remind him not to drive something so fancy

Wait.

Next time?

to the next time I’d

I shrugged. “It was

for a

noticed his distracted tone. Worried he was still suspicious, I tried to change

Vincent’s voice grew

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

“Oh. Well…”

me relax. If he was busy covering his own tracks, he

to.

and found everyone else gathered at the table in

asked curiously, “Is it someone’s

ordered catering.” Nick slurred around a mouthful of food. “Yours is over

this? Why?” I unwrapped the takeout bag with my name on it.

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

Did we all get different

styrofoam lid, I breathed

him when you went to his office? We all got

looked plain enough, but the sight

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

and yanked the

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