Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

Hate Christmas

“Oh, there you are! Just in time, too. Come to my office.”

Nick and I were sitting on the plush sofa, pizza in one hand and drink in the other. While we were discussing his wired situation with Tim, Dr. Julian startled us.

“Dr. Julian! We were just…” I stammered and set my slice of pizza down, embarrassed. We were still on the clock after all. It wasn’t exactly appropriate for Nick and I to be lounging in the break room right now.

“No worries. It’s the holiday season. I’d expect you all to relax a little. “Dr. Julian smiled and rubbed his belly. “I’m not as strict as David is.

We both nodded in agreement.

The whole lab knew David for his staunch self-discipline. He was always the first to arrive at work and the last to leave, and that wasn’t where his hard work ended. Recently, everyone’s been talking about his workout routine. One of the

researchers who stayed until 5 in the morning heard David working out in the gym. No one ever used that facility, so the poor man thought the building was haunted.

To be honest, I thought David belonged on Wall Street, not in our stuffy old lab.

Dr. Julian was very different from David. He was an old Englishman with a wholesome love for life. The first time I met him, he invited me to enjoy the rose teas made by his wife.

Outside of the lab, he’d frequently indulge in rose teas and cherry wood wines. It was a less rigid sort of refinement.

A while ago, Nick had told me that Dr. Julian’s wife was actually a drama and literature professor at Oxford, so all of the lovely cookies and rich teas that Julian occasionally brought to the office were handmade by him. Nick also told me that Julian owns a huge estate in England. Apparently, he even had a horse racing track on the property!

was hardly any information about Julian online, so when Nick revealed those things to me, I realized why Julian

our own. With that

about Julian had

Julian smiled as he handed out a round of his ‘wife’s’ bear paw cookies. His

No, no, no… Please…

enough, his

entire lab will be closed. I hope you enjoy

I sighed.

with Dr. Julian was that

was about the same age as David, but David’s annual publishing count was several times more than our entire lab combined. There was even a senior

a racetrack in my backyard, I wouldn’t be so strict either. I’d be content to just enjoy life by baking and gardening every

I still had

G*d, I hate Christmas!

officially on holiday leave, I can say goodbye to any progress. I would have to prepare fresh samples and start my experiments from the

thought I still had a

for spending so much of my time putting my

on, Olive.” Nick tapped me on the shoulder. “Do you

to my lab

“How about with marshmallows?”

Yes.” I gave

coming right up!” Nick handed me a cup of hot cocoa. “In addition to being a part-time DJ, I’ve also