Cheating with my boyfriend's best friend novel (Olivia and Aaron) novel Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Of course, my immediate reaction was to reach out to Aaron for the first time in weeks.

I held my breath as I texted him

heyOlive: are you at the windermere hotel too

His reply was instant.

Amortis: Yeah

heyOlive: staying the night?

Amorris: I’m right next door to them

I wanted to hurl my phone into the wall. Once a cheater, always a cheater, and Vincent was no exception.

I’d been biding my time, waiting for Vincent’s “perfect boyfriend” charade to hit its peak before breaking up with him. I imagined him asking me why, promising he’d change, and begging me to stay.

I wanted to look him in the eye with the coldest, most nonchalant expression I could muster, to shake my head casually, and say, “No. I don’t love you anymore. We’re done.”

But now I doubted I’d ever get that chance.

Amorris: Do you want to come over…?

I wasn’t sure what I wanted. I didn’t even have time to think about it before he texted again.

Amorris: Please?

Amorris: I miss you

God, what a flirt. I didn’t want to give in that easily.

heyOlive: really?

heyOlive: or do you just want a stand in while your girlfriend’s away :

Amorris: I already told you. I’m single

Amortis: Plus she’d be *your* cheap knockoff if anything

Vincent told me the same thing. Now he’s with Emily again.

I let out a dry laugh. We’re all terrible people, aren’t we?

Well, if that was the case…

I pushed away my conscience telling me to be the better person, to not stoop down to Vincent’s level for the second time.

heyOlive: where are you staying

Amorris: Room 718

Amorris: Vince and Emily are in 720

Before I knew it, I found myself standing in the lobby of the Windermere Hotel, hesitating near the elevators.

Part of me wanted to rush in, to slam on Vincent’s room and catch him in the act. The other part wanted to indulge in another bout of revenge.

Both seemed equally alluring.

But before I could decide, one of the elevators behind me opened with a ding. A man stepped out, eyes glued to his phone before he happened to notice me standing there. He glanced up at me.

It was Aaron.

He’d lost some weight since I last saw him. In the hallway lights of the hotel, his ivory satin shirt shimmered softly. My eyes followed his open collar down to the outline of his pecs, then to the silhouette of his waist, clearly visible as the light shone through his shirt. He wore an untied scarf lazily draped around the back of his neck, giving his outfit a seductive tone.

I couldn’t help but wonder if this was the kind of thing he wears when he’s interested in someone. The past two times I’d seen him, he was dressed much more casually.

After a few seconds of staring at each other in the lobby, his lips quirked upwards in a dazzling smile, revealing his pearly white teeth. “I’m surprised you didn’t get lost this time. I came down to wait for

you.”

I’d been eager to see him, I admit, but now that he was in front of me. I was lost.

“Oh. Yeah, I found you. The hotel. I mean. Thanks.” I looked away, trying my hardest to not undress him with my eves right here on the main floor