Cheating with my boyfriend's best friend novel (Olivia and Aaron) novel Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Amorris: I bit you

heyOlive: You did

His response came quickly.

Amorris: Sorry

His concern confused me at first. Was he trying to remind me to hid the mark from Vincent?

He sent another message while I was still liguring out what to say.

Amortis: Are you home?

heyOlive: Yeah

Amorris: You should get some rest.

I didn’t reply. Instead, I deleted the conversation.

That was the end of that.

He didn’t send any more messages and neither did I.

I lied to Vincent, telling him I wasn’t home because I spent the night at Cinder’s place. Though I suppose that was at least partially true.

0004 In the days that followed, I was thinking about how best to end things

with Vincent. I didn’t expect to ever see Aaron again

One weekend, Vincent and I both said we’d be working late, but when my shift at the mall was over, I saw him outside a nearby bar. With Emily

I scoiled and made my way inside.

I kept quiet, keeping my head down while I walked to the counter and ordered a cocktail. In the corner of the room. I saw the pair of snakes

Vincent looked so much more relaxed without me around his col lared shirt was loose and barely bulloned, exposing his chest Llowever, il wasn’t the same outil – he was wearing a polo shirt when he left the house. It definitely wasn’t his first rodeo at cheating

In all honesty, Vincent was quite the catch. Ile had wide shoulders and strong pectorals that made for extremely comfortable pillows at night I used to think of him as my personal pillow, but now I only saw him as a showroom piece at a department store, available for anyone to hold as they pleased

Yes, Aaron was leagues more attractive, but he’d also been with plen ty of other women.

I couldn’t hear what the two were talking about. I just watched Emily cling to Vincent like a leech, and he didn’t look cager to push away such a piece of eye candy

I don’t think I’d ever looked at Emily so closely before. She had light hair and catty eyes, and even though she wasn’t very tall, she was still a triple threat. I looked down at my own breasts. Sure, I’m proportional, but could I compare to her? There’s no way those things were natural.

Emily cuddled into Vincent’s arm, rubbing her tits against his shoul der as if on cue.

They even shared a kiss! Right here in public! I watched her tangle her fingers in his hair as he leaned in with one hand propping himself up on the seat and the other curling around her waist. At least they had the decency to spare everyone from watching them French kiss, but people around them still stepped away to give them space.

I took out my phone and sent him a message from across the bar.

heyOlive: Are you done with work yet? I’m still at the Macy’s

heyOlive: Can you come pick me up?

Of course, he didn’t reply.