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 your

eyes lit up,

lifted a glass of whiskey and downed it

fifth shot, stood up at the table and held

whole house is

a cheer from everyone

with me!” Nick raised his

men!” The enthusiastic cheers shook the room, and I raised my glass along with

the sidewalk. 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 guessed I need

I need sex.

–

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

Aaron.

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

just want to have sex. Men sucks. But

quickly answered the phone, and Aaron’s low, s*xy voice came through the receiver. “Hello, darling. Why are

to hide my sound

to see him so badly. I told myself

low chuckle, and my

I’m coming to get

was the sound of a car starting. G*d d*mn, did

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

was

front of me. Aaron had switched

time he was

and his hair was a little wet. It looked like he’d just

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

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

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

streets of New York City, two