Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

152. Dreams

After half an hour full of my blushing and Aaron’s moans, Aaron gave a final sigh of relief as he came. My hands were cold and sore from all that action.

“Babe, why don’t we head back?” Aaron suggested while panting heavily.

“Don’t say that, I know what you’re really thinking.” I put on an expression of disgust as I pushed his head away and ran further into the snow.

I heard Aaron chuckle behind me. I didn’t make it far be- fore he pounced on me again, rolling around and kissing me in the snow.

I was lying on my back, gazing past Aaron at the pale blue sky. I thought it would be nice if time just… stood still for a while, so I could fully appreciate this moment.

Aaron and I spent a lot of time at the ski resort. I lost track of time while surrounded by the landscape of pure white

By the time we returned to the villa, Cinder and Eliott had already set up a candlelit dinner for the four of us in the glass conservatory on the roof. They even opened up two bottles of fine red wine.

Cinder sat unashamed on Eliott’s lap while wearing a s*xy red halter dress. She pretended not to notice I was back. “If Olive doesn’t get back here soon, you’ll have to call the search and rescue team! She could’ve been taken away by wild wolves!”

I rolled my eyes at Cinder. “Yeah, yeah. I met a feral wolf

on the ski slope and was nearly devoured.” I gave Aaron a pointed glance.

After that, I strolled up to the table and sat in an empty

chair.

hurried forward and sat down

it’s such a beauti- ful snowy night; we should celebrate.” Cinder deliberately rubbed her a*s against Elliot briefly before standing up with her glass

and clinked our glass- es together to start off

took a sip of the bittersweet red wine and closed my eyes

invested in the vineyard where it was made, and this wine is one-of-a-kind. It’s a spe- cial variant that isn’t for sale, so it gets rarer the more we drink

help but cor- rectly describe the process by which it was made and the age of the wine. He also said that this wine was bottled to com- memorate a special day. The date on the bottle did seem

and blurted out,

glances at Aaron, won- dering if this

to remember my birthday.” Aaron smiled in glee and gave me

this wasn’t just by chance. She squint- ed her eyes and said, “Aaron, this wine has nothing to do

wine was bottled to celebrate my birth?” Aaron sat up a bit and proudly

her eyes still fixed on

shrugged. “Sure, I’ve

I seen it?”

ment.

giving me a doting smile. “Next time you’re

and said I wasn’t going. Who knew what he was going to do to

would give her more. It didn’t take long for her to collapse

help but laugh. With Cinder’s