Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend By Jane E.L. Chapter 78

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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.

Tonight is

eyes lit up, and he

He lifted a glass of whiskey and downed

who was on his fifth shot, stood up at

house is on me

cheer from

say it with me!” Nick raised

room, and I raised my glass along with them and drank the night

hypocritical face. I didn’t want to lie in the same

I need sex.

–

that one man with his

Aaron.

pulled out my phone and found Aaron’s number in my contacts. I hesitated, but in

just want to have sex. Men sucks. But You want

s*xy voice came through the receiver. “Hello, darling. Why are

my sound of agreement but

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

heard Aaron’s low chuckle, and my

I’m coming

I heard was the sound of a car starting. G*d d*mn, did he really

side of the road, my hair blowing in the cold wind. After a few minutes, I sighed and felt the booze muddling

was going to

of me. Aaron had

was in a red

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

when he saw me sitting on the curb,

his arms. At Aaron’s surprised look, I cupped his face

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

and in the streets of New York City,

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