Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

Chapter 125: Do you still want to take off my panties or not?

I pushed him away and immediately refused. “No way, you’re just gonna cheat again.”

“I won’t cheat this time, I promise! Let’s just play normally.”

I threw his clothes in his face. “Then hurry up and put these back on.”

“Alright.” Aaron obediently got dressed, then looked at me expectantly.

Something stirred in my heart when he immediately fol- lowed my command. He didn’t seem like the type who would compromise so easily.

After Aaron repeatedly assured me that he wouldn’t mess up again, I tied my hair in a ponytail and grabbed a controller. I looked up at him tauntingly and said, “Come on, let’s play.”

Playing Mario Kart with Aaron in that hotel suite was like a childhood dream come true. G*d only knows how much I wanted someone to play video games with as a kid.

We played more than a dozen races in a row, and Aaron lost every one.

His knuckles turned white as he gripped his controller in frustration. “I thought you were a good girl who concentrated on her studies, so I didn’t expect you to be so good at video games,”

I shrugged. “When I was a kid, my parents were out of the house a lot; they didn’t even stop by for holidays like Christ- mas. When I was home alone on days like that, I would just play video games alone while everyone else was celebrating.”

Before I spoke about it, I didn’t think my childhood was too miserable. But now, I always longed to have him beside me. I didn’t want to be alone again.

me into his arms and kissing my forehead. He sounded guilty as he said, “Oh, I’m sorry that I reminded you of such a bad

up into his eyes and asked, “What about you?

on my brow and eyelids before an- swering. “You know,

I know. The ‘normal stuff,’ like cruises in the Mediterranean and skiing

guilt in his expression grows stronger. “I didn’t mean to rub it

out loud. “You don’t need to feel guilty about being born into

me a slow kiss. I melted in his arms, kissing him back with the little energy I

to push him away, he pulled back first and shouted, “Yeah, I

his controller in my face. “You were focused on the game the

in response, a smug smile on his face. “What can I say? I always want to win, even when I’m competing with the

fist and gave him a

from him. “Really? What would

what do you

making

my curiosity.

“When someone loses a race,

the way he was staring at me, it

spirit won out in the end. As long as

“Bring it on!”

a few more races, my spirit was thoroughly bro- ken. I collapsed and stared at the

at the ‘1st Place’ next to Aaron’s name. No matter how much anger I felt,