It wasn’t totally my fault. I know that you love her, but you know I’ve liked her since what, the 9th grade? I liked her first dammit!
She came to me two weeks ago at D’s party. The one you missed because you were out of town again. She told me how lonely she was with you always being gone away on business. We talked most of the night as we drank quite a bit.
I offered to share a cab. When we got to her house, she asked me if I wanted to come in for a drink before I went home. I wanted to say no man, but the way she looked at me. So looked so lost and lonely I had to say yes.
We went inside and no sooner did the door shut before she pushed me against the wall and kissed me. I won’t go into the details but let’s say that we went way, way too far.
I’m sorry for doing this. Women should never come between best friends. I hope that if you ever find out you won’t hate me. I’m sorry.