Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

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I s*ipped the day with Nick, and we ran to the Beast Pub to get drunk.

I’ve never been a big fan of beer, but tonight was totally for Nick. I could understand how he was feeling at the moment, and it was just like when I desperately needed an outlet for my emotions.

Nick ordered a whole bunch of c*cktails for the both of us, and I marveled at the colors of each glass.

After three rounds of drinks, I got a call from Vincent asking where I was and if I wanted to come to the party.

The bar was deafening, and the DJ was so loud that I could barely hear what was being said on the phone. I felt like I didn’t even have to tell Vincent since he could guess where I

was.

“Who are you at the bar with? Why didn’t you call me?” Vincent’s eager voice had a hint of questioning in it.

I was amused that he was pretending to care when he was obviously cheating on me.

“Nick’s boyfriend cheated on him, and he was upset, so I came to drink with him.”

On the subject of cheating, Vincent fell silent. I rolled my eyes and sighed.

“Vincent, you’d never cheat on me, right?”

Vincent didn’t hesitate to say, “I would never, Olive! I will always love you.”

How funny, how shameless.

Nick looked at me and yelled at the top of his lungs.

“Olive, who’s that on the phone?! Are you going back home?”

I grabbed a bright orange c*cktail and raised my glass to Nick.

is

drunken eyes lit up,

our night!” He lifted a glass of whiskey and downed

his fifth shot, stood up at the table and held up his

whole house is

a cheer from everyone

everyone, say it with me!” Nick

cheers shook the room, and I raised my glass along with them

I didn’t want to go back home and see Vincent’s hypocritical face. I didn’t want to lie in the same bed with him. Alcohol did not cure me.

I need sex.

–

to that one man

Aaron.

in my contacts. I hesitated,

You just want to have sex. Men sucks.

and Aaron’s low, s*xy voice came through the receiver. “Hello, darling. Why are you calling me in the middle of the night? Did

hide my sound of agreement but

him so badly. I told myself that it wasn’t what I wanted, that it was the

Aaron’s low chuckle, and my brain got even

I’m coming

sound of a car

road, my hair blowing in the cold wind. After a few minutes, I sighed

thought I was going to freeze, a

Aaron had switched

was

his hair was a little wet. It looked like he’d just gotten out of the shower and smelled

at me like that?” Aaron couldn’t help but laugh when he saw me sitting on the curb, looking dumbly at his

practically flung myself into his arms. At Aaron’s surprised look, I cupped

didn’t expect me to be so passionate tonight, and after a brief moment

streets of New York City, two people