Behind Your Back

"Just remember that this is all in efforts to kill the curiosity." He said.
"What does that mean?" Eager, I asked.
"Well, you may be her best friend, and I may have dated her, but it doesn't take away the fact that we want each other. It is just a matter of doing us and not letting this get into our head." He explained.
"So, no feelings?" I asked, perplexed.
"I don't have any, I hope you don't either." He responded.
What type of sick game am I getting myself into?
You see, he was not bold enough to admit that he already loved me, and I-- I wasn't about to admit it either. You see, the problem is that I enjoyed flirting with the devil, letting the flames of his actions consume me, not knowing that he would turn my life into hell. Dear best friend, I am so sorry I had to do this behind your back, and even worse, with your ex.