Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

Chapter 149. Strawberries from your mouth are sweeter, babe

When I pushed open the kitchen door, I caught sight of Aaron’ s sturdy, well-muscled back. I instinctively stepped forward and snaked my arms around his waist from behind, resting my chin on his shoulder.

Aaron shifted slightly on his feet, caught off guard by the Thug, and said, “Olive?”

“Yep, it’s me,” I said cheerfully, and to my satisfaction, I could feel Aaron’s posture relax as soon as he heard my voice.

“What are you doing?” I peered over his shoulder, craning my neck to see a kitchen sink full of fresh produce.

“Making you breakfast. I figured you’d be hungry after your shower.” Aaron turned his back on me and continued to scrub the vegetables in his hands, his voice full of warmth and affection.

“What are you going to make?” I was intrigued by the idea of Aaron cooking for me; it was something I’d never seen him do before, so this must be a special occasion.

“What do you want to eat, baby?” Aaron asked as he washed the ingredients in the sink.

I thought about it for a long time, and finally suggested the only things I could think of. “Why don’t we have fruit and vegetable salad, fried eggs, and milk?”

“No problem, I can make that for you.” Aaron smiled and took out a few eggs from a carton on the kitchen counter.

“Do you want any help?” I offered, stepping up to the counter beside him.

“You can help me chop these vegetables,” Aaron said and handed me a bowl full of washed produce.

then found a cutting board and knife

strawberries and carefully cut several of them into the

turned around to show it to Aaron, but as I turned,

like your heart. I want to eat it.” Aaron leaned down and, with a mischievous grin, closed his lips over the heart- shaped strawberry

fingers away, my fingertips burning as if I’d just touched a hot

should try some,” Aaron said. My heart instantly started racing, and I reached out and scooped another slice of strawberry

nodded in agreement, and couldn’t resist taking

me with a hint of a smile tugging at his lips. “I think the strawberry will be

tilted my chin up, then

of the strawberry mingled with the sensation of Aaron’s warm mouth

tongue to crush the strawberry between our mouths, making the berry’s bright,

to keep eating the strawberry slice with Aaron, and after the flesh was thoroughly crushed, he rolled it

me,” I complained, pushing Aaron away abruptly in

thoughtful face, as if pondering the taste of the strawberry, and after a moment he reached a conclusion.

as I cut a slice, Aaron would put it in my mouth, kiss me, and steal the fruit from out of my

finally yelled at Aaron, a little annoyed. I waved my finger in his face like

if we always ate like this?”

hand, pretending I was going to hit

I was about to catch him, Aaron suddenly spun around

in his

chest, making a