Bestfriends Shouldn't Know How You Taste novel Chapter 113

Chapter 113 - Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste 
Blake’s pov 
The realization is like a powerful blow, one I wasn‘t expecting. 
“Blake?” She calls out snapping me out of the trance but her voice brought me to another memory. I was no longer in the bathroom helping clean off the eggs from her face. I found myself on a sidewalk, walking. But I wasn’t alone. 

“Come on dude I saw the way you looked at her.” Ryan jokes pushing my shoulders playfully. I turned to glare at him and righted myself. Ryan looked to be the age of fourteen which led me to believe that I was the same age. 
“What are you talking about man?” I asked. I was kidding myself by acting like I didn’t know what he was referring to, in fact who he was referring to. 
Ryan lets out a loud groan, kicking a pebble with his sneaker cladded foot.” You’re so fucking annoying, acting like you don’t know what I’m talking about. Well okay you’ll play the confusion game and I’ll refresh your memory.” He laughs. I rolled my eyes, adjusting the straps of my bag. “Remember Jimmy right? Booger eating Jimmy, who sits in the back and stares at little Ash like a lovesick puppy?” 1 
I stiffen already knowing what he was getting at. I didn’t answer and continued to walk. He laughs knowing he was irritating me. Again why am I friends with this jackass? 
“Of course you remember Jimmy, how could you forget when you warned him off of your little Ley hours ago.” He roars with laughter. “You made the poor guy pee his pants. I felt bad for him. But I mostly feel bad for Ley because you have your ugly eyes set on her.” I turned to him, fuming as I punched his shoulder. “What are you getting at asshole?” I spat. He hissed rubbing where I had punched. “You know exactly what I mean Blake. I saw the way you looked at her when she went to help Jimmy. You were jealous, seething while she helped him to the bathroom and went to ask around for  clothes for him.” He snorted, stepping away from me in case I threw another punch 
“You love her man! That explains the glares you send towards the boys who talk to Ashley, you even glare at the male teachers.” He laughs. 
“I do not glare at anyone.” I grumble. deny that you love lades and I’m now walking up wooden stairs. Ryan in front laughing. 
a soft laugh. “No doubt.” behind him. My eyes fall on 

that stains her cheeks. She fixes her glasses and looks at us with embarrassment 
on flutters in my mind. I forced it out, feeling guilty for thinking about her this way when I 
not very fulfilling? Not only that, Stacy and I were far opposites. They said opposites attract but 
keep growing instead of diminishing. I stared at her. She looked flustered. Like she had just been caught doing something naughty. The thought is amusing. Her eyes snap to mine and my heart leaps. Damn with just one look she has my heart stuttering. She quickly snaps her eyes away looking more flushed than usual. What could possibly……my eyes snap to the book on her bed. Wait, does Ley read erotica? “What are you reading there Ley?” It was hard to mask the amusement in my voice. 1 I don’t let her answer and reach over for the book “Hey!” She protested 
in pleasure when I felt her soft body pressing to mine as she tiptoed to try to grasp the book Big emphasis on trying. I the guilt as my eyes drop 
vanishes and I feel myself being pulled into another. I am now in the parking lot and in front of me is 
contemplating is to hide in a hole or something else “You know you should try to loosen up, it’s not like they could do you anything, Ryan and I are here.” I murmur. She looked so lost and it was cute, 
to be this beautiful? I sling my arm over her shoulder, pulling her soft warm body to mine. “Come on,” I urge, pulling her along with me. Her body fit so and placed inside another. Where I am 
a retreating Miller. He turns to me. “I think he peed his pants a little. Dude I‘m so happy you‘re my bestfriend, no one would dare tell or do me shit knowing they‘d face you.” He chuckles. I rolled my eyes. Christian runs towards us and gives us a fist bump. “My dudes truth or dare starts in a couple of minutes, I’ll come tell y’all when they’re starting it.” He wiggles his eyebrows and leaves when 

me,smirking. “Truth or dare huh? I have involved me.” Come on elaborate.” I sighed walking back towards the kitchen. Ryan chuckles. “What if I dare you to kiss someone tonight? Well if the bottle happens to land on you.” My brows furrowed.” Dude what the fuck are you on about?” I should’ve gotten used to Ryan by now honestly.He was slowly losing it. “What if I spin the bottle and it lands on you, I never chicken 
little shit was playing with fire. Why was I now praying for the bottle to land on me? I should definitely sit opposite to him just in case. The memory fades and I‘m now staring up at Ashley. Her cheeks are flushed in that memory? I’m harshly pulled out of it just before she 
I’m hearing shouts? They were loud. I blinked the blurriness out of my eyes. I feel myself being pushed and it’s then I realize that I was in a boxing ring. Fighting. 
My opponent was a bloody and sloppy mess. I could take him down easily and that‘s what I did as I sent a blow to the side of his head, knocking him out cold. I heard the referee call the match and felt him raise my hands. 
But something was odd about tonight. I could feel eyes on me, not the creepy ones but ones that made me know that someone was intrigued. My head snapped to where I sensed the lurker and my heart stopped. 
Ashley? 
I scan ber body and rage feels my being, pumping through my veins. Why the fuck was she wearing such  clothes that revealed everything that belonged for my eyes only? The memory blurs into nothing at first until I’ın standing in the boxing gym with Ashley‘s legs wrapped around my waist. My heart is pounding in my chest so fast that I was afraid I’d suffer a heart attack 2 
I dropped my face in the crook of her neck, taking a whiff of her sweet perfume that made me feel at home. “I fucking love you Ley.” I whispered. 

She was home to me, mine and I’ll be hers until I die. She’s it for me and I regretted not making a move sooner. That would’ve saved all the jealousy I felt when guys spoke to her and forcing myself to be in relationships with other girls. I was dumb to think I could ever stop loving her. 
“I fucking love you too.” She whispers and her voice sends a sharp jab to my chest. One so hard that I could barely breathe. Hearing her say she loved me felt so fucking good and I knew I would never get used to it. 
Wait. 
Did she just curse? 
“Did you just curse?” I asked in shock. Was I a bad influence on my baby? 5