Bestfriends Shouldn't Know How You Taste novel Chapter 105

Chapter 105 - Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste 
Blake‘s pov 
What was wrong with her? I’ve been asking myself this for hours. What could I have possibly done wrong to have her treat me so coldly? Did I kiss her too soon? Did she think I had kissed her because I only wanted to fuck her? 
I groan and turned on my back and stared at the ceiling. The dinner was horrible. Not her cooking skills, no, she really could open her own damn restaurant. 
It was horrible because no matter how many times I wanted to converse with her, she’d give me curt replies, turn her eyes away and stab at her food like she was in her own little world. 
I will admit, I felt like shit. Like I had done something wrong. I did ask her if I did, but she only answered with a vague no and in her words, ‘you could never do anything wrong, I’m fine, just tired.’ 
Was this how it felt to have a wife and not know what you did wrong when they were mad? 
Wife. Referring to her as my wife felt so strange yet so right at the same time. 
It was weird waking up from a coma only to know that you’re married to one of the most beautiful women on earth. I sighed remembering the day I woke up from the coma. 

She looked so lost that day, so tired and sad. And I treated her like shit. Why? Because at that moment she was a stranger to me and the strong attraction and pull i felt towards her scared me completely. 
My first thought when I saw her face was, why the hell would I feel such a way for a stranger? Why can she pull me in by just one look? And what really broke me was the moment I heard her crying. It fucking broke me because I did this to her, I made her cry. I sighed shifting around on the bed. It was so late and I couldn’t sleep. I felt like a weight was pushing on my chest by the very thought of Ley mad at me. I grunted slamming my fisted hands on the bed. “I wish I knew what you were thinking in that pretty little head of yours.” I murmur. My head snap to the door, wishing she’d walk through at this very second. I snorted amused at my own thoughts. Why would she even come to you? I draw my eyes to the clock on the nightstand. It was already twelve forty. Late, yet I can’t seem to sleep. I groaned, turning on my belly, pressed my cheeks to the mattress and clenched my eyes shut. 
I open my eyes, grunting when I felt the soreness in my body. I clench something tight in my hands. My eyes draw to my hands and I‘m startled to see how my fingers clutched a AR–15 rifle firmly as if it was my life force. 
I draw my eyes to my attire.It wasn‘t normal clothes, no. Was I wearing military clothes? 
“Get down, Get down!” A very loud booming male voice yells. Gunshots, loud and peircing rang through the air. I lift my eyes, narrowing them when a strong breeze flew dirt particules in the air. It looked like I was in the desert. 
I found myself saying outloud when my eyes focused on dead bodies. Dead bodies of soldiers. Their blood oozed around them like their very own from getting shot. Was this a dream? It did not feel like it. It felt too my teeth when the bullets hit the sand, so close to my foot. My ears were 
something warm slowly trickling down my ear. I lifted a finger and touched the warm liquid. Drawing it back and looking at it, I noticed it was my own blood. 
“Damn we‘re toast here.” A voice 
to the source. A man my age, a soldier and oddly I knew his name. How had I 

too much in the open, we need to get moving.” I groan, looking around. It was strange 
by a tactical vehicle. But from the smell of gas and the increasing gunshots raging 
looked around and noticed that there was a massize boulder where soldiers were seeking cover while shooting back at those who wanted us dead. It seemed like a better choice than staying here where we were getting with gases which made it the vehicle flipped.” Saeed pant beside me. I turn to think twice as I removed my own and handed it to him. He looked confused. 
“You can‘t give me your own man. You’ll his turns towards us and shouts. “I’ll cover never man. 
found my hands digging into my pocket and pulling out something. It’s a small picture and I smiled. It was a picture of Ley. She looked like an angel smiling at 
She was my angel kissed it. “I promise I’ll come back to you.” I whispered and to 
eyes shut and pressed my back on the vehicle. I listened carefully. One. 
had us dropping to the ground. I looked behind us and noticed the guns aiming, ready to shoot. We were sitting ducks. “Shit, get up! Let’s go!” I urged, rising to my feet. The other soldiers spotted us while we ran. I hissed, launching myself behind the boulder as I took cover, sighing in relief that I hadn’t gotten shot. I looked beside me. Where the hell was Saeed? I tilted my head a bit behind the boulder and spotted him on the ground, groaning in pain as he held his bleeding 

He looks at me in panic. “You can’t go back there Reed, you’re risking your life. We already called for backup and help, they should be on their way. Wait for them, don’t go back out there. 
“That’s a risk I’m willing to take if it can save one of my comrades.” I yelled and without thinking much of it, ran towards Saeed. I fell beside him, wrapping my fingers around his arm and dragged him. 
I flinched, hissing when a bullet grazed my shoulder. Still I was not willing to give up and dragged Saeed who was groaning in pain. 
Just a few more 
“Hurry up Reed!” 
I turned around to stare at how many more steps until we reached the boulder and that’s when I felt it Pushing through my skull, sharp and piercing 
I felt my entire body go numb, my legs not strong enough to hold my weight as I fell to the ground I heard curses, shouts of panic and worry then felt hands dragging my body, 
“Help is on the way Stay with us Reed.” 
My vision blurs and the shouts and gunshots felt like just silent murmurs. But her face, Ley‘s face, was the last thing I saw as I got swallowed by darkness 
I gasp waking up. My body shivered and my head pounded, cold sweat trickling down my back 
I groan sitting up and clutch my head. This dream felt too real, like I had gone through this. It felt like a memory. A sudden flashback. 
Ley. My little angel. 
My stomach twisted not wanting to be alone at this moment. I move off the bed and without thinking walked over to Ley’s room. I sighed, staring at the door and knocked. I needed her tonight. 22