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.

quick goodbye, he sped off just after I stepped out. I wasn’t even inside my

be home that quickly…

thought crossed my mind, Vincent asked

in mock confusion. “I’ve hardly seen you lately. When would I have time to hang

I just thought I saw

wasn’t exactly subtle. I’d have to remind him not to

Wait.

Next time?

I already looking forward to the next time I’d see

shrugged. “It was

a moment. “Yeah,

immediately noticed his distracted tone. Worried he was still suspicious, I tried to change the subject by asking,

Why?” Vincent’s voice grew

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

“Oh. Well…”

me relax. If he was busy covering his own tracks, he wouldn’t think to question what I’ve been

to.

I arrived at the lab and found everyone else gathered at the table in the

“Is it someone’s birthday?

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

unwrapped the takeout bag with my name on it. “Is it an early Christmas

goes on inside rich people’s brains?” Nick shrugged with a piece of sushi in his hand. He popped it in his

we all

lifted the styrofoam lid, I breathed

you went to his

the box looked plain enough, but the sight made my

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

and yanked the

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