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, and he

night!” He lifted a glass of whiskey and

who was on his fifth shot, stood up at the table and held up

whole house is

a cheer from everyone in

say it with me!” Nick raised

The enthusiastic cheers shook the room, and I raised

drunken Nick into a taxi, I stood on the sidewalk. I didn’t want to go back home and see Vincent’s hypocritical face. I didn’t want to lie in

I need sex.

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now and then, my mind wandered to that one man with his curly brown

Aaron.

my contacts. I hesitated, but in my drunken stupor, I unblocked him and

want to have sex. Men sucks. But You want to f*ck a

came through the receiver. “Hello, darling. Why are you calling me in the middle of the night? Did you

my sound of

I wanted to see him so badly. I told myself

Aaron’s low chuckle, and my brain got even more

I’m coming to

and the next thing I heard was the sound of a car starting.

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

when I thought I was

of me. Aaron had switched

he was

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

you looking at me like that?” Aaron couldn’t help but laugh when he saw me sitting on

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

passionate tonight, and after a brief moment of confusion, he gripped my waist and kissed

Christmas Eve and in the streets of New York City,