Logan (Filthy Rich Alphas)

I waited for a few seconds and just said it. “I think he’s cheating.”

Anger filled his eyes as he said nothing and sped up.

I gripped the edge of my seat.

And then he said in a low voice, “You’re kidding me, right?”

“No, and I think...” I sighed. “I think he might be cheating with Ashley.”

“Well. . . if that’s true, I’m going kill him.” Logan whipped us off the highway and zipped us down the street. And the look on his face was anything but sweet or gentle.

5

My Best Friend’s Girl

Logan

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yson’s cheating? It better be a lie. Tyson fought me for her. And then he doesn’t treat her right. Fuck that.

After meeting her in the club, I thought Mia would no longer be in my mind, but she stayed there, right in the corners. I couldn’t get her out of my head. I thought about her constantly and hanging out with Tyson didn’t help. He’d become even more interested in her too. When I invited Tyson somewhere, he brought Mia along as if rubbing that shit in my face.

But there was no way Tyson could’ve known how much she affected me. I doubt she even knew.

In these past months, I hid it well.

It was excruciatingly hard but I hid it.

Mia was the one that I yearned to taste. She was a fine wine, rare and expensive. And I longed to sip on her for days, get intoxicated, licking the rim and drinking too much until I passed out.

A month after they started dating, Tyson asked her to be exclusive and committed. It was a blow to my heart, but there was nothing I could say. The thought of Tyson’s hands all over Mia was torturous to deal with.

I was in love with my best friend’s girl.

I knew she was perfect for me. Knew I could make her happy. But Tyson held on tight.

Even my sisters liked her.

They’d met Mia a few times and loved her. Celia had started calling Mia when she had her guy problems. I considered paying Mia for freeing me up from the torture that was those conversations.

The twins and Mia loved this band called Skull Crash. They went to a club at least once a month to see the band play.

Mia and Patricia traded romance novels every other week. At times, Patricia asked me to deliver paperbacks to Mia and I jumped at the chance.

And then there was Monica—the baby—who followed Mia around anytime we were all at a party or event together, always asking her questions. I believe Monica thought Mia was her spirit animal.

My sisters loved Mia, and it aggravated the shit out of me. Finally, I had a woman around that my sisters liked, but she was off limits and with Tyson. All I could do was be respectful, move on, and try my best not to stare at her.

But she was hard to resist.

As Tyson and I became distant in our friendship, I considered screwing the limits altogether and just making a pass at Mia.

Any other women qualified as fair game, whereas Mia was my best friend’s girlfriend and slowly becoming my best friend. Mia trusted me. And despite the way my cock jumped up at the thought of doing wicked things with her in bed, I knew it couldn’t happen.

How could you have cheated on her, Tyson? Why get her to be exclusive if you didn’t want to be faithful?

Still speeding towards the bookstore, I gripped the steering wheel tighter and asked, “How long do you think Tyson has been cheating?”

Mia ran her fingers through her hair. “I’m not sure, but I think it started around July fourth.”

That filthy bastard!

My voice was a low growl. “What?”

“Yeah, but I don’t know for sure.”

July fourth? No fucking way. We were all together and...then it was...a weird night.

Tyson had made a good show of being sweet in front of Mia, but there were odd things he said when she wasn’t around. Shit that ended up causing us to fight. In fact, that day was when our friendship decreased in value. After July fourth, we didn’t talk much and barely met up at the gym.

But on the Fourth, Tyson and I had stood on my yacht, drinking beers, and watching Mia and Ashley swim in the ocean around us.

“Mia, should get out of the sun.” Tyson had taken a chug from his beer. “She’ll be as black as coal by tonight.”

“What? She’s having fun.” I flipped the steaks over. “And...she looks damn good. I’m still pissed that you pushed me out of the way.”

“And you’re going to remind me of that for the rest of my life.” Tyson laughed. “At what point are you going to stop bringing it up? When Mia and my kids go to college?”

I was drunk and so that question annoyed the shit out of me. I hadn’t thought about Mia and him going any further than a few months. I was suddenly realizing what I’d gotten myself into.