Hooked Up With My Boyfriend's Best Friend

“What are you talking about?” Stephenie batted her eyelashes innocently. “I’m just worried about your health, okay?”

Edward pursed his lips as he stared at her. Without any word, he stretched out his hand, grabbed her waist, and pushed her back to the passenger seat.

“Why would I look for somebody else when this beautiful woman is already sitting in my front seat?” he teased.

The two stared into each other’s eyes and didn’t say anything.

After a while, Edward finally let her go. Stephenie felt her legs tremble as she climbed out of the car, probably from all the things they did today.

Edward stared at her while she limped her way to the apartment. “Are you sure you’re going to make it to your place with that pace? I can carry you upstairs,” he said.

Stephenie turned her head and glared at him. The man only shrugged his shoulders.

As soon as she arrived at her place, Stephenie’s phone rang. She answered John’s call and explained that she had a meeting with Monica at the coffee shop to revise some plans.

“You scared me there, Stephenie,” John sighed.

“I know. I’m sorry,” she murmured.

“I’m glad you’re safe and okay,” John replied. “I was just worried because you told me you just had your period, and Mom asked me to bring some medicine for you.”

Stephenie smiled. “Periods are a normal thing for us, you know. Tell your mother I said thanks.”

“You know my mother, Stephenie. She’s always worried about your health. She’s scared that a small illness can affect your body and chances of getting pregnant in the future,” John muttered quietly.

Stephenie fell silent.

Although he couldn’t see her expression, John thought Stephenie probably felt shy about his statement. A faint blush also appeared on his face. “I-I mean, I’m not insinuating anything. Don’t drink the meds if you don’t feel like it. It’s totally up to you.”

Well, this was not the first time that John’s mother hinted to them about having a baby.

A few years ago, she convinced the couple to get married, but John told her that Stephenie was still studying. He also didn’t want to pressure his girlfriend.

But recently, John’s mother always advised them that having a baby before marriage was okay.

With eight years of being in a relationship, no one would think that the couple had not done it yet.

Stephenie was a sophomore in college when she started dating John.

Stephenie was willing to be intimate with him, but it was John who insisted that they should wait until they got married. Not to mention that Stephenie was too shy to initiate things like that.

One time, they went on a trip with friends. They had to share one room, so Joyce, her not-so-good-influence friend, encouraged her to tempt her boyfriend a little bit. So, Stephenie went out of the bathroom with nothing but a towel around her body.

However, the brute didn’t do anything.

They spent the rest of the night just lying in bed and talking about random things.

“I want to be a responsible and honest man,” John told Stephenie once. He really treated such activity as sacred and promised himself that he would only do it on their wedding night.

Of course, Stephenie respected his belief. She even felt touched when she learned about this.

Unlike her, Joyce was not convinced of John. She warned her friend that no sane man would say no to temptation and desire. So, it’s either John was not interested in her or had some manhood issues. And his belief was just a made-up excuse.

Stephenie thought that Joyce was being ridiculous. She told her that she was just being judgmental and she believed her boyfriend.

For her, if there was only one good man in the world, it must be John.

But now, everything she believed in shattered in front of her.

She was crushed to the bone. Exhaustion had already conquered her system.

After she hung up the call, Stephenie sat on the sofa and started removing her clothes.

She stared at her reflection in the long mirror in front of her.

A small bruise formed on her forehead. She remembered how her head hit the window earlier when the taxi driver suddenly stepped on the brakes.

Then, earlier, Edward thought it was fun to poke her bruise, in which he earned a bite mark on the shoulder from Stephenie.

She turned on the shower. The warm water drizzled on her body like rain. Stephenie closed her eyes and recalled the conversation between Edward and John earlier.

‘Well, it’s really true that they were not exactly friends,’ she thought.