Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

Chapter 155: A good mea!

That evening, Aaron and I stayed in the small, sleepy little

town.

We walked through the streets holding hands, and even though we didn’t buy anything or do anything special, I felt more content than I ever had. Maybe this was what it was like to be in love. Even if we just sat around for an entire after- noon, we wouldn’t get bored as long as we were together.

Once we returned to the villa, I found Eliott sitting upright on the sofa. Cinder was draped lazily across his lap like a cat, playing with his phone, and there was a messy pile of design- er shopping bags on the floor around them.

“Olive, come check out my new dress!” she greeted me happily. “You guys are back just in time for the camping trip tomorrow. Eliott found this gorgeous campsite where you can see tons of stars at night, do you want to go with us?”

At that point, I would’ve said yes to anything that got me out of the house. I nodded and turned to Aaron. “Do you want to go?”

“Sure,” Aaron agreed without hesitation. He came over and kissed me on the cheek. “Are you hungry, babe? I can cook something if you’d like.”

I requested a few favorites, and Aaron interrogated Cin- der and the others by his gaze alone once more.

“Wow, the legendary Aaron Morris is going to cook for me. Maybe I should frame this meal and hang it on my wall so my great-granddaughter can hear about this momentous oc- casion,” Cinder teased.

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Aaron rolled his eyes. “Fine, if you’re going to be

be like that,

maybe I just won’t make you anything.”

“Oh, don’t be ridiculous.” Cinder smiled and gave Eliott a quick kiss on the lips. “Don’t worry, Aaron, I’ve got the perfect sous-chef for you right here. Go help him out, okay, dear?”

Eliott nodded. When he noticed that I was watch- ing them, he gave me a bashful grin, and his ears turned red again. He straightened his clothes nervously, then got up

came from a rich

cheerfully at me. “But I know Aaron can cook, so maybe Eliott can too. To be honest, I never thought I’d get to try Aaron Morris’s cooking. I’m pretty lucky to have you, Olive.

then? I can save you an au-

don’t need dating advice

have Eliott.”

may I ask how you managed to reel in such a fine specimen as Eliott Dubois?” I randomly took some Louis Vuitton packaging paper by the sofa, rolled it into a tube, and held it

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hair behind

“My secret is sincerity, patience, respect, and most im- portantly…” She winked and leaned in to whisper mysteriously in

instantly, and I threw the “micro- phone” at Cinder. “Ma’am, you can’t say things like that, this isn’t

shoulder, smirking at me. “I heard a lot of very

Cinder’s mouth, and she let out a m*ffled laugh before playfully trying

for the side dish?” Aaron asked as he came out of the kitchen. He paused in his tracks, surprised to find us wrestling on the couch

indepen- dent women, it’s none of your business!” I

have the scallops, thanks,” Cinder requested, con- tinuing to scuffle with me as she ordered. “I

request to Eliott.” Aaron looked down his nose at us.

hours later, our dinner was

by then, but the rich, sa- vory fragrance that permeated the house told me the

grilled scallops. Each one was tender and perfectly cooked, and I could already tell the dinner was going to meet our high expectations. The appetizer was fol- lowed by a main course of lamb chops. Eliott helped Aaron take it out of the oven, and the delicious aroma immediately made my mouth water. Cinder and I exchanged

them on a plate with a cre*my sauce. His movements weren’t as practiced and expert as Aaron’s, but it was still satisfying to be served such an impressive

loved, about to enjoy a delicious hot meal. Aaron came out of

a kiss on the lips. Afterward, he patted my butt and whispered in my ear, “You can

that “thanks” might entail. Cinder winked at me with that all- seeing gaze, and I could only shrug and sit

an exceptional chef, I was still amazed every time I

a professional chef. I’d definitely throw some cash at you for more of these.” Cinder took a big bite of her lamb