Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

Chapter 150. Competition.

As soon as I heard Cinder’s voice, I pushed Aaron away like I’d been caught with my hand in the cookie jar.

Aaron gave me a disgruntled look, his bottom lip sticking out in an adorable pout.

“Come on, stop messing around! Cinder and her new boyfriend are waiting for us to go skiing!” I protested, and Aaron finally gave in. He went to the bathroom alone to take care of his little problem, and I took the opportunity to scarf down the delicious breakfast he’d prepared for me. After that, the four of us headed to a nearby ski resort.

When we arrived at the lodge positioned on top of a snowcapped mountain, we realized the ski slopes were al- ready packed with tourists and more capable local skiers. Be- side me, Cinder bounced up and down excitedly.

Aaron was so concerned about my safety, I could hardly take a step toward the slopes before he was bombarding me with all sorts of protective equipment. Warm-weather clothes, knee pads, chest protectors, helmets-he insisted on helping me put on each piece of gear.

Aaron’s thoughtfulness got Cinder’s attention, and more than once I caught her glancing enviously at us while Aaron adjusted the various straps and buckles of my ski outfit. After a while, Cinder even asked Eliott, who had quickly put on his own suit, to follow Aaron’s example and help her.

When I heard that, the corners of my mouth quirked up in a satisfied smile. Aaron knelt in front of me, tightening my skis, but I pulled him up to a standing position so I could re- ward him with a long, passionate kiss.

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Afterward, I took Aaron’s hand and headed toward the

ski run. “Let’s go,

to give Olive some good lessons, make sure she doesn’t wipe out!” Cinder called after

behind us, I started walking faster, but I’d forgotten that I

grabbed me just in time, and I was

and all I could do was

start off slow,” Aaron comforted me, gradually releasing his grip on my hand once

to ski?” I asked indignant- ly. At first I couldn’t understand Aaron’s line of thinking at all, until I realized

us, and Eliott followed right behind her. It was easy to tell

the slope, and then looked back at me with a knowing expression. He leaned over and whispered in my ear, “Baby, there are a lot of people who

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ski. You don’t have

you might have the

don’t want to make a fool of yourself in front of your friend. I understand. We can go to that run over there,” Aaron suggested. He held my elbow

believe me no matter how much I tried to explain. It would be easier to

the basics. I stretched out my arms, gripping my poles tightly. Then I leaned forward, bent my legs, and

from behind me. His obvious con- cern only made me more pleased with myself. I’d been a great skier ever since I was a child, so Aaron

and my heart felt like it was going to burst with

the adrenaline rush of skiing always put me in a good