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.

smiled as I accepted it, then found a cutting board

out a few ripe, bright-red strawberries and carefully cut

up a piece and turned around to show it to Aaron, but as I turned, I bumped straight into Aaron’s

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

burning as if I’d just touched a hot

strawberries are so sweet, you should try some,” Aaron said. My heart instantly started racing, and

really sweet.” I nodded in agreement, and couldn’t resist taking another

put the strawberry on my tongue, Aaron narrowed his eyes and looked at me with a hint of a smile tugging at his lips. “I think the strawberry

and tilted my chin up, then lowered his

with the sensation of Aaron’s

to crush the strawberry between our mouths, making the berry’s bright, summery flavor explode

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

I complained, pushing

at all. He put on a thoughtful face, as if pondering the taste of the strawberry, and after a moment he

but Aaron kept messing with me as I continued slicing fruit. As soon as I cut a slice, Aaron would put it in my mouth,

a little annoyed. I waved my finger in his face like a teacher scolding a naughty

our food would taste better if we always ate like this?” Aaron said playfully, snapping

hand, pretending I was going to hit him. But

when I was about to catch him, Aaron

down at me with a gleam in

hammered against Aaron’s chest, making a heroic effort to escape his strong arms. “Let go