Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

Chapter 153.All your wishes will come true

“Thanks, but I think I’m good,” I said, declining Cinder’s “help” with a half-smile.

Aaron suddenly grabbed my shoulders and pulled me into his arms. He said forcefully, “You don’t need to teach Olive. I can teach her everything she needs to know.”

I rolled my eyes and elbowed him. “Why are you encour- aging their nonsense?”

Aaron fixed his eyes on my lips. He didn’t speak, but his intentions were obvious to anyone with eyes.

Cinder was still in Eliott’s arms, laughing uproariously at us. After she finally caught her breath, she patted Eliott on the shoulder. “Okay… Eliott, obviously we’re intruding. Let’s get out of here.”

She draped her arms around Eliott’s neck, and Eliott auto- matically bent his knees to pick her up in a bridal carry. He smiled sheepishly at us, the tips of his ears flushing red, and then turned around to walk downstairs.

Over Eliott’s shoulder, Cinder batted her eyelashes at me suggestively. I pretended not to see it.

Finally, Cinder and Eliott left, and I could feel Aaron’s firm chest pressed against my back.

He wrapped his muscular arms around my waist and whis- pered in my ear, “We both know what they went off to do, so we might as well follow their example, don’t you think?”

He lowered his head and tried to kiss me, but I quickly ducked away. “Leave me alone!”

If he kept pestering me like this, sooner or later I was go- ing to give in.

Aaron raised an eyebrow. “Baby, you know they were de- liberately giving us space so we could be together. Shouldn’t we take advantage of it?”

I decided to play the pity card with him. I hugged him around the waist, nuzzled my head into his chest, and said in a soft voice, “I’m so sore, Aaron. Let’s wait until another night.”

“Okay, fine.” To my surprise, Aaron agreed.

upstairs. “Cinder said the outdoor bath is heat- ed 24 hours a

feeling Aaron was playing another trick on me? But his tone was so sincere, and I had

sounded nice.

take a bath with

out, my suspicions were

noon the next day, I lifted my heavy eyelids, feeling too exhausted

on his gorgeous face, his sea-blue

the pillow beside me and smashed it into his

liar,” Aaron agreed, pinching my cheek affectionately. “I know you’re probably hungry. Breakfast is

a tray with what he described as a “simple” breakfast – eggs bene- dict and hot oatmeal sprinkled with ripe blueberries and

of time, so this was all I could manage for your breakfast, baby. But I did add some local Emmentaler cheese to your eggs. Do

idea what “Emmentaler” meant, but coming from Aaron’s mouth, I thought it must

world.

a simple breakfast, you should see what I normally eat,” I

a cup of coffee with a prepackaged sandwich from a

on sale.

at me. “Well, I wouldn’t mind making you breakfast every

his offer, I changed the subject abruptly.

turned around and headed back

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breathed a sigh of relief as

mean by that? Did Aaron actually want to live with me? Was he going to move into my house, or

hadn’t thought about

I didn’t have to taste it to know that it was a high-quality roast, not some cheap Starbucks drink. Af- ter the first sip, I started enthusiastically praising Aaron’s cof- fee-making skills, mostly to avoid the topic of living together. To my

meal, I suddenly realized how quiet the house

dabbed the crumbs. from the corners of my lips. I was a little embarrassed