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.

is your

eyes lit up, and

lifted a glass of whiskey and downed

up at the table and held

house is

was a cheer from everyone

everyone, say it with me!” Nick raised

cheers shook the room, and I raised my glass

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

I need sex.

–

that one man with his

Aaron.

my contacts. I hesitated, but in

ok, Olive. You just want to have sex. Men sucks. But You want to f*ck

the receiver. “Hello, darling. Why

to hide my

I wanted to see him so badly. I told myself that it wasn’t

I heard Aaron’s low chuckle, and my

you? I’m coming to

of a car starting. G*d d*mn, did

of the road, my hair blowing in the cold wind. After a

when I thought I was going to freeze, a

in front of me. Aaron had switched cars again,

time he was

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

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 his face

to be so passionate tonight, and after a brief moment of confusion, he gripped my waist and

and in the streets of New York City, two people passionately

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