Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

Chapter 144. Secret Behind The Key

Of course I remembered the story of Cinder’s obnoxious client, but I hadn’t expected her to bring it up now.

I remembered Cinder complaining nonstop about the client’s bad taste, and how her idiot young son wanted to have penguins in Malibu.

I glanced between Cinder and Eliott, a little shocked. “I thought that guy was a little kid!”

Eliott seemed more than old enough to know that Malibu wasn’t exactly a penguin’s natural habitat.

I was starting to question everything at this point.

“Ahem,” Cinder interrupted my speculation. “What are you talking about? Yes, the penguin-watching one was a little kid. And this is his older brother.”

“Wait, what? The family isn’t on vacation in Morocco? Did he stay in Switzerland just for you?” I couldn’t believe Cinder’s ability to wrap men around her little finger.

Cinder didn’t say anything, just gave me a very mysterious smile.

I was even more shocked by this indirect admission. “Oh my g*d! I thought you weren’t supposed to fall in love with your clients!”

Of course, Cinder was the type to break the rules for a hot guy, and this guy was undeniably hot. If I didn’t have Aaron, I might have made a move on him myself.

Suddenly I felt my fingertips crushed in Aaron’s firm grip. He didn’t say anything as he continued to play with my hands,

and massaging them and pinching my fingertips with rapt attention, like my

so interesting about my fingers? I stared at him, speechless,

pulled me into her side.

with words, and I was powerless to argue

leaned in closer to my ear and asked me in a low voice,

let me close my legs

just the thought of him rising and falling on top of me made me rub my thighs subconsciously. It was impossible for

wanting Aaron to get a big head. I congratulated myself on

I’d forgotten that Aaron was still sitting right next to me, and even though Cinder and I were whispering, he could still

when he suddenly let go of

didn’t take it

time. Compared to Aaron, of course Cinder was more important

then patted my head affectionately. “Poor Olive. I probably won’t even be

ache in my buttocks at the memory of having sex with Aaron. I clamped my legs together and pretended not to hear Cinder.

as I asked, I felt

in bed, then it wouldn’t even matter if his c*ck was absolutely

revealing the smooth curve of her neck. “He’s

coat, despite the cold weather. The green dress made her pale skin stand out even more, and I

figured

realize I had such specific knowledge of h*ckeys, like some sort of forensic scientist. Oh, right… It was Aaron’s fault.

with a calm expression, but there was an unmistakable darkness in his eyes, and it sent a