Bestfriends Shouldn't Know How You Taste novel Chapter 41

 
Chapter 41 - Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste 
“Have you asked him yet?” Blake’s raspy voice  flutters through the other end. 
I hold the phone to my ear between my shoulder  blades and cheek as I pull up the soft material of  my sweatpants. 
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“No I haven’t, he’s busy talking to Arden  downstairs.” I grumbled and let out a tiny squeal  when I almost tumbled. 
Righting myself I hold the phone the right way, by  hand. “Arden got expelled. I don’t think dad would  be in the mood to let me train.” I sighed and plop 
down on my bed in the position of a starfish and  put Blake on speaker while staring at the high  ceiling. 
“Damn, I think principal William was a bit harsh in  expelling Arden. Did your parents talk to him?”  Blake ask in concern. 
I nodded then realized he couldn’t exactly see me  unless he was a God who was sent to keep an eye  on me, okay I was getting off topic. 
“Yes they did. But for me to answer your question  correctly I need to know which ‘him’ you’re  referring to?” I smile and even though I couldn’t  exactly see him right now, I knew he rolled his  eyes at my question. 
“The principal baby.” He chuckle and the sound  went straight down between my legs. 
“You know I don’t think I’d get used to you calling  me baby. And to answer your question for the time, yes my mom did but with no such will be going there early tomorrow  morning. You know my dad Blake, 
me. It was true, dad  knew how to get exactly what he wanted, this is  basically why more  of it. And try to coax your dad into letting you  train, I’m 

in between my thighs clench deliciously,  remembering how it felt to have him pleasure me.  I feel myself begin to pool 
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question and sit up. My body  felt hot all of a hear the  thudding  on speaker. I bring the and try to persuade  him into letting me come. If he 
I was anxious alright  but not for what he thinks. dad. How the hell am I supposed to even  start? Maybe I should just forget I sighed in defeat and walked over to the  door. I straighten 
 talking to Arden and I contemplated if to go speak  to him now. I didn’t want to disturb them knowing  that brushes pa*s me. “Arden.” I called out to  him sight and it  wasn’t surprising since dad has told us to lifts his head and our eyes meet. He looked  tired ask  him, he had enough on his plate as it is. 
and come here Ashley.” 
now crossed over his shoulder and  one of his brows are 
 “How did you know 
He gave me an are you serious look and rolled his  eyes. “You’re my daughter Ashley and you have  the same lost puppy expression your mom does  when she wants something.” He smirks then turns  serious. “Now go on ask me.” 
I sighed defeated then drop my eyes to stare at  the rug beneath our feet. “Can 

Ihavepermissiontolearnboxing?” I rushed out. The  sentence is very incoherent. 
“I can’t exactly answer you if I don’t understand a  word you just said.” Dad chuckles. 
I sighed and look at him, finding the courage I  opened my mouth to ask him. 
“Can I have  permission to start training for boxing? Don’t worry  Blake will be the one who will train me.” I rushed  out. 
There’s an awkward pause for an entire minute  before he responds. “Are you out of your mind?  Boxing? Ashley you could get hurt!” He hisses  unpleased. 
“I know, I know. But dad please I want this, I want  to learn how to defend myself.” I pleaded. 
“Defend yourself? Is there something you’re not  telling your mom and I? Why are you so hell bent  on learning to box Ashley?” He questions. 
My heart thuds knowing exactly why I wanted to  learn how to defend myself. I didn’t want to feel  helpless again. I hated how it felt to be weak and  not be able to push off Peter. I needed this. 
“Dad please.” I begged. “I don’t want Arden or  anyone fighting my battles. I want to be able to  protect myself if it ever comes to that. You’d not  be here with me all the time dad, neither will  Blake, Ryan or Arden.” It was a half truth. I didn’t  give him the main reason why I wanted to box. 
He looks like he is contemplating as he stares at  me for a few minutes before nodding reluctantly.  “Fine. Only on one condition. You get home before  seven and Blake will not allow you to box anyone  other than him.” He states. 
“Oh and he’d not go extreme on the training. I  want you in one piece when you come home.” 
I smile and hugged him. “Thank you daddy. “I pull  away. “So does that mean 
I’m not grounded  anymore?”