Cheating with my boyfriend's best friend

Chapter 165

Chapter 165: I wanted to surprise you

Cinder’s reaction made me realize this gesture was overly

intimate. Although Aaron and I were in a relationship, ankle kissing was a bit much.

I coughed, hurriedly pushed Aaron away, straightened my clothes, and took a step back. Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

Aaron also quickly disguised the adoring expression on his face. He stood up calmly, brushed off his

pants, and said to Cinder, “I’m always ready to propose.”

After saying that, Aaron turned his head to look at me. Those deep blue eyes were overflowing with

passion and love.

Aaron’s expression caught me off guard, and I blushed and looked away. I knew he was joking about

proposing, but I still felt a little embarrassed.

Cinder raised her eyebrows in surprise. She crossed her arms over her chest and leaned against the

doorframe with a smirk, saying in a teasing voice, “Do you always keep a ring in your pocket?”

“You want to see it?” Aaron’s hands fumbled in his pockets for a moment.

As unlikely as it seemed, I was afraid that Aaron might actually pull out a ring and propose to me in

front of Cinder on the spot. I couldn’t let the conversation continue, so I jumped to my feet to try to

smooth things over.

“Where’s Eliott?”

Cinder twirled a strand of hair around her finger and said casually, “Going to park the car.”

Aaron’s brow furrowed slightly. “Do the three of you have some kind of secret society I don’t know

about?”

“I was the one who asked Eliott to drive us,” I explained. My heart was still pounding from the way

Aaron had looked at me just now, and I stood on my tiptoes to kiss him on the lips.

He curled an arm possessively around my waist as he kissed me, then said irritably, “I know how to

drive, too. Why didn’t you ask me?”

There was more than a little bitterness in his voice. Last night, Aaron told me how jealous he felt, and I

wanted to cut those feelings off at the pass.

I leaned up against him seductively. “Because I wanted to surprise you.”

At that, Aaron’s demeanor immediately softened. His hand tightened on the small of my back, and his

gaze was practically dripping with tenderness.

“Hello, there’s another person here!” Cinder called from the entryway. Despite her complaint, she

looked amused as she watched us embrace.

Aaron frowned when he remembered Cinder’s presence. He let go of me, walked up to Cinder, and

politely gestured toward the hallway outside like a true gentleman.

But before Cinder could say a word, Aaron grabbed her clothes and pushed her out the door, then

slammed the door and locked it with a click.

We listened to Cinder’s m*ffled, indignant protests through the door for a moment, and then came the

sound of her footsteps as she stomped angrily downstairs.

I stood by and watched the scene play out, laughing to myself.

When Cinder was gone, Aaron strode toward me and pulled me into his arms. “Baby, I like this new

tattoo very much.”

He lowered his head and kissed my lips, his hands creeping up beneath the hem of my sweater. Just

as his hands started to skim over my bare skin, I grabbed them, stopping Aaron before he could

distract me any further.

From this angle, I could see the shattered glass on the floor in front of the dresser. I frowned and

looked up at him hesitantly. “Aaron…

Are you sure you’re okay?”

“Don’t worry.” He picked me up effortlessly and placed me on the soft bed, leaning down to kiss me on

the forehead. “I’m fine, as long as you’re here with me.”

I inspected him carefully. He seemed much calmer now, so much so that his earlier outburst seemed

almost like a dream.

“I’m sorry to scare you, baby.” Aaron kissed the corners of my lips. “Wait just a minute, I’ll clean it up.”

He got up, collected everything from the ground and threw it into the trash can, and opened the

curtains to let the sunlight pour into our bedroom. After everything was done, he came back over to me

and tried to lift my skirt again.

Knowing what he wanted to do, I was a little helpless. “Didn’t you see enough of me earlier?”

“I’ll never get tired of you, Olive.” He grabbed my ankle and lifted it into his lap, staring at my tattoo

again. “G*d, this tattoo is killing me. I could look at it for the rest of my life.”

His fingers gently stroked the string of numbers, his eyes almost glowing with affection. I watched as

his face lit up with a grin that stretched from ear to ear. Had I really made him that happy?

Suddenly, he raised his head and turned to me with a serious expression. “Hey, maybe I should get a

tattoo just like this.”

I was a little confused by the question. Aaron wanted the same tattoo as me?

Without waiting for me to respond, Aaron continued, “What would be the best place to get a tattoo? If I

could, I would love to have your name tattooed over my heart. I want every beat of my heart to be

dedicated to you, Olive.”

It was impossible to resist Aaron’s charm, and no matter how many sappy declarations of love he came

up with, I still drowned in his honeyed words every time.

I stood up, clasped his hand tightly in mine, and pushed him down on the bed. “Aaron, I feel the same. I

feel like my heart is beating only for you.”