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.

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

be home that quickly… Did he see me

as that thought crossed my mind, Vincent asked

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

then. I just thought I saw his

I’d have to remind him not to drive

Wait.

Next time?

already looking forward to the

“It was probably someone else’s car you

for a moment. “Yeah,

tone. Worried he was still suspicious, I tried to change the subject by asking, “So

Why?” Vincent’s

I heard it was actually pretty good. We should

“Oh. Well…”

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

to.

arrived at the lab and found everyone else gathered at the table in the breakroom.

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

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

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

piece of sushi in his hand. He popped it in his mouth and walked over to me. “Open yours already. I wanna

all get different

soon as I lifted the styrofoam lid, I breathed a contented

you offend him when you went to his office? We all

looked plain enough, but the sight made

it though.” Nick reached for my

yanked the

sandwich.” I shrugged and took a bite. The bacon was a little overdone and the egg was still runny, but even though it looked sloppily made, it was one of the