Cheating with my boyfriend's best friend novel (Olivia and Aaron) novel Chapter 15

Chapter 15

I looked back to see Aaron. He was standing with his back to the sun, and his face was obscured with shadows. I raised my hand to block the harsh light, but he took that opportunity to grab it and gently thread his fingers through mine.

“You’re blushing.” I heard his trademark smirk in his voice.

“The sun’s really bright. It’s hot.” I shook ofl’ his hand.

“Well, you’re cold. You know, you tossed me aside like that last time,

too.”

I rolled my eyes. The Aaron I met a few hours ago must’ve been possessed by an angel. Now that the sun was setting, that familiar devil was back, and he was as lecherous as ever.

“I missed you,” he crooned as he took another step closer

“And you’re gonna keep missing me.”

I wasn’t in the mood to play his games. All I wanted was to sort out my feelings and nip my interest in him in the bud.

Regardless, he continued. “I’m going to a charity event later tonight. Could I ask you to be my date?”

I sneered and shook my head. “No. You can’t. Today’s my third year anniversary with Vincent …”

Aaron raised his eyebrow and waited for the rest of my explanation.

I sighed. “I don’t have time.”

“Oh, but you will,” he said with a confident raise of his chin.

I stared at him.

This was the first time I looked at him with such a calm mind. The first time I scrutinized his features so seriously. The man in front of me had high cheekbones and deep ere sockets My whole life. I had this idea that a CEO was supposed to be some middle-aged man posing his overweight body for Forbes magazine Aaron was nothing like that stereotype. Ilis temperament was a balanced blend of pride and romance. Ile was something so much nobler Inviolable

What have I gotten myself into, choosing him of all people to cheat on Vincent with? I never should’ve gotten involved with Aaron

Once upon a time, all he was to me was Vincent’s rich friend. A playboy. I’d imagined this ‘tomcat’ to be shallow, when in fact, he’d shown himself to be exemplary in almost every way.

Still, I resisted.

“Don’t be so sure of yourself,” I told him.

Then, my phone rang. It was Vincent.

I waved the screen in front of Aaron with a smile. “See you at the next debrief, boss.”

He didn’t answer and simply looked at me. That was the last I saw of him once I’d turned around to leave.

I didn’t have to walk far across campus before I saw Vincent waiting by his car. He was leaning back against the door and talking to someone on his cell phone.

Obviously, he was well-dressed today. He wore a dark gray suit, and his usually unruly hair was styled into something more brushed back. He looked very much like a romantic boyfriend,

Except for his demeanor.

He waved his hand through the air in front of him, and the volume of his voice rose and fell chaotically. He didn’t even notice me approaching

“I told you, I’m taking Olive out to dinner. I don’t have time today,” he growled impatiently.

I raised my eyebrows at that. Could it be?

Was he talking to Emily?

I’d assumed tonight’s anniversary celebration would be something boring, but now that Emily wanted him, I heavily regretted wearing a plain 1-shirt and jeans this morning.

“Vincent!” I greeted and flashed a plastic smile. In a single motion, I look hold of Vincent’s arm and pulled him down for a kiss.

He didn’t have the chance to hang up first.

In the back of my mind, I couldn’t believe that he had the nerve to talk to Emily on the phone while waiting to pick up his girlfriend for dinner.

I parted my lips, hellbent on kissing him more intensely than I ever had before. I bit his lips and let my tongue brush over his teeth, and then his tongue. Shameless, I made sure the distinct, wet noises reached his phone.

I wanted Emily to hear.

“Babe-” He was stunned, but it only lasted a second before he began kissing me back with the same enthusiasm. He sucked at my lips and held my chin between his thumb and index finger.

I didn’t pull away from him until I heard Emily scoff and the call disconnected.