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

expect him to be home that quickly… Did he see me get out of

thought crossed my mind, Vincent asked me, “Have you seen

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

about it then. I just thought I saw

I’d have to remind him not

Wait.

Next time?

already looking forward to

“It was probably someone else’s car

furrowed his brow for a moment. “Yeah, you’re probably

tried to change the subject by asking, “So did

Why?” Vincent’s voice

was actually pretty good. We

“Oh. Well…”

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

to.

and found everyone else gathered at the table in the breakroom. It was covered with an assortment

over and asked curiously, “Is it

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

with my name on it. “Is it

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

all

the styrofoam lid, I

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

the box looked plain enough, but the sight made my heart

it though.” Nick reached for my

the sandwich away from

normal sandwich.” I shrugged and took a bite. The bacon was a little overdone and the egg was still runny,