Filed to story: Cheating with My Boyfriend’s Best Friend Novel by Jane E L (Olive & Aaron)>>
Vincent was stunned into silence for a moment, then quickly came to his senses. He said with a smile, “Well, whoever your girlfriend is, I’m sure she’s lucky to have you. Bring her along to a party sometime, so we can all meet her.”
“Oh, trust me, I’ll be sure to do that.” Aaron’s confident promise caught Vincent off guard.
From my hiding spot, I heard Vincent ask hesitantly, “Are you serious? I never thought a player like you would settle down with just one girl.”
“Well, when you meet the right person, it’s like you can’t even look at anyone else. Isn’t that right, Vincent?”
I clutched Aaron’s coat with both hands. His words stung me, a series of small pinpricks like thorns under my skin. The right person? I thought I’d met the right person, but now it all seemed like a big fantasy, an impossible dream that would never come true.
“Ha, well, congratulations to you then,” Vincent drawled. “When you bring your girlfriend around for everyone to meet, I’ll bring Olive, too. Maybe we can have dinner together or something.”
“Are you taking Olive or Emily?”
“Olive, of course! Emily’s just for fun, it’s not serious.”
“Looks like you guys had a lot of fun, though. Your neck is pretty scratched up.”
“Yeah, she’s a little wildcat, all right. She loves to scratch.”
I couldn’t believe the bragging tone in Vincent’s voice. What was he doing, boasting about cheating on me? Did he think it was something to be proud of?
As I hid under the car seat, I felt my cheeks heating up with rage. I wished I could jump out and punch Vincent right in the
nose.
After he left, Aaron patted my head through the coat. “He’s gone now, you can come out.”
I immediately lifted the suit jacket and crawled out from under the seat, taking a few deep breaths to try to calm down.
“Vincent already went upstairs. You…” Aaron paused for a moment, his eyes sweeping over me analytically. “Do you still want to go home?”
Go home? Home to what? Just to see the marks Emily left on
Vincent?
“No, I can’t go back. Take me to…”
My mind started spinning, and I realized I didn’t have many options. My life seemed to revolve around the lab and Vincent in equal parts. But I couldn’t go to the lab right now, that would be too pathetic.
“Take me to Cinder’s.”
I’d been about to suggest he take me to a random hotel, but just in time, I remembered my friend Cinder.
“Are you sure?” Aaron put his hands on the steering wheel and asked me with a smirk, “Are you sure you want me…” He pointed to himself, “…A strange man, to drive you to your friend’s house?”
He was reminding me that we were only fuck buddies, and Vincent was my real boyfriend. In a secret relationship like ours, it was probably best to avoid each other’s social circles.
“Forget it, if you don’t want to.” I opened the car door and started to get out. Of course Aaron wouldn’t want to meet my friends. After all, we were nothing serious. “I’ll just take a cab.”
“I didn’t mean that.” Aaron reached over and grabbed my hand, holding me firmly in my seat. “I’m glad you’re willing to let me meet your friend.”
I looked into Aaron’s sparkling blue eyes and swallowed the words Cinder already knew about us anyway.
Whatever, I might as well make him happy.
Aaron dropped me off at Cinder’s house and left. Once he was gone, Cinder came downstairs to greet me. When she saw my lips that were swollen from kissing, her eyes almost popped out of her head. “Oh, shit! Looks like you’ve had a great day.”
“Oh, don’t even mention it.” I waved my hand, already exhausted by all the relationship drama.
After washing up at Cinder’s house, I put on her.expensive spa facial mask and lounged on her couch in a pile of blankets and pillows, playing with her dog Jake while I watched her work from home. God, I felt like I am Cinder’s trophy wife.
Cinder was a landscape architect, and recently she’d been fretting over the design for a mansion in Malibu.
“You have no idea how ignorant the buyer’s wife is. This lady told me she wanted penguins, in Malibu! Can you believe it? I told her it was impossible, obviously, and what do you think · she said?”
“What did she say?” I absently petted Jake, a sweet Yorkie who received near–constant care and affection from Cinder.
“She said as long as you have enough money, nothing is impossible!” Cinder rolled her eyes. “I wanted to throw the plans in her face and quit. Fuck her and her stupid damn money.”
laughed at the expression on Cinder’s face.
“So how’d you end up fixing the problem?” I stroked Jake’s fur happily. He was so soft and cute, almost like a teddy bear.
“I didn’t fix the problem, I fixed the person who was causing the problem.”
“What, you seduced the rich husband and told him to get his wife under control?” I asked her with a smile.
Cinder gave me a blank look. “No, I just procrastinated for a few months until her son got bored of penguins and switched to drag racing instead. So, that’s not my problem.” She giggled.
We looked at each other for a moment, then both broke into laughter. Jake was scared by the commotion, and he hopped down from the couch and scampered off with his tail between his legs.
“Anyway, the point is, this rich wife left, but her key to a
Switzerland mansion was here. See, she originally bought it so her son could see penguins, but now that her son doesn’t care about penguins anymore, the family decided to fly to Morocco for a vacation. So, you wanna go on a ski trip to Switzerland with me? I will warn you in advance, I’m going to bring my boyfriend. And you’d better bring a guy too, otherwise…” She gave me a sly wink.
I rolled my eyes. “Well, then, I’m not going. I feel like throwing up whenever I even look at Vincent now, much less go on vacation with him. It would be a nightmare.”
“You can take Aaron.” Cinder waggled her eyebrows at me.
Aaron…
Going on a vacation trip with Aaron? My heart pounded in my chest at the thought, but then I came to my senses and shook
my head decisively. “It’s impossible.”
In what universe would a billionaire playboy spend his Christmas vacation with some random girl he was fucking?
Cinder gave me a serious look. “Why? Have you asked him?”
“Not yet…”
“Then how do you know it’s impossible? Why don’t you seduce him and see if he agrees?”
”
“…” That sounded even more unlikely.
Cinder deftly unhooked the shoulder straps of her dress with her fingers and slid them down her shoulders. “Just like this. Trust me, he won’t be able to refuse you.”