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?”

When he noticed that I was watch- ing them, he gave me a bashful grin, and his ears turned red again.

seemed like the kind of guy who came from a rich family and never had to worry about anything, so how would he have

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. Maybe you should write a book about how you tamed the

buy it, then? I

scoffed. “I don’t need

have Eliott.”

Ms. Swann, 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 out toward Cinder like a reporter with

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She tucked her hair

sincerity, patience, respect, and most im- portantly…” She

red instantly, and I threw the “micro- phone” at Cinder. “Ma’am, you

draped herself against my shoulder, smirking at me. “I heard a lot of very R-rated noises coming from

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

he came out of the kitchen. He paused in his tracks, surprised to find us wrestling on the couch like a couple of bickering kids. “Hey,

important conversation between two indepen- dent women, it’s none of your

con- tinuing to scuffle with me as

you, but I’ll pass on your request to Eliott.” Aaron looked down his nose at us. “And by

later, our

sa- vory fragrance that permeated the

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

practiced and expert as Aaron’s, but it was still satisfying to

meal. Aaron came out of the kitchen, and I hugged him around the

head eagerly to give me a kiss on the lips. Afterward, he patted my butt and whispered in

“thanks” might entail. Cinder winked at me with that all- seeing gaze, and I could only shrug and sit down to pick up my knife and

Aaron was an exceptional chef, I was still amazed every time

run out of money, you can be- come a professional chef. I’d definitely throw some cash at you for more of