Bestfriends Shouldn't Know How You Taste novel Chapter 87

Chapter 87 - Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste 
“Did you add salt in the pasta.” I asked Blake as I grated the cheese He turn around, cyes wide. 
“Was I supposed to?” He winces, 

Thalted iny actions and pointed the half grated cheese at him.” This is why I never let you in the kitchen.” Thuffed and went back to grating the cheese. 
“So should I still add it?” He asked uncertainly. 
I lift my gaze from the grated cheese to him. I raise a brow. “Yes Blake you need to add salt.” I giggled at his perplexed face. 
He snorted and turned around to focus on his task which was to mix the tomato sauce in the pasta. “I knew that.” 
“Sure you did.” I said dryly and rolled my eyes. 
A soft smile stretched on my lips. He wasn‘t the same Blake yet he still acted the same. It didn‘t make sense but I would rather have it this way than not having it at all. 
I moved the grater off the freshly grated cheese and placed it on the counter. I strutted over to Blake who was busy stirring the pasta in the pan. I clutched the glass plate that was piled with the shredded cheese. 
I bite my lip. The white shirt he wore showed off his toned back. It always reminded me of the day he fucked me inside the dressing room at one of the lingerie stores. 
his back while he thrusted into me like his life had depended 
My eyes widen and I felt the familiar feeling of heat in my cheeks. He smirks as though he knew what I was to be added.” He says. I tear my eyes away from him and clear my throat awkwardly as 
Blake is quick to start stirring. I hum. It smells delicious. “I love how wet and creamy it looks. I‘m certain it taste fucking 
I knew he was not referring to the pasta. He removes the spoon from the pan and turns to face me. I do the same, my heart pounding as he stares 
creamy sauce. His eyes twinkle as he peers down at me with a soft smile tugging at the 

if you‘re the one who tastes it first. You‘re the chef afterall, I‘m just your helper.” 
when he pushes the finger coated with the with me Was le playing with my mot101157 
my hands to clutch his hand and drew his finger into my mouth I lewe my eyes on his now darkened gaze ani swirl my tongue around his 
let his mouth. Seeing that I leased him enough i pull away and drop my hands. I smiled at him. 
lips were parted and I could clearly serwis pulse racing on his neck. He gulps and my eyes follow 
both moving out of the tradice. My yes widen as I quickly turned around, Smoke was 
rushing over. I quickly turned it off then art to face him taste really good Ashley!” Reagan complimented 
raised a brow. She sat across from me, her blue eyes twinkling with mirth.“Now don‘t lie to me Reagan.We both know the cake counts. But it does taste good if you can get small pout. “Now you‘re just being mean,” My eyes drop down to stare at my fits of laughter. “Oh come on guys take it 
Ryn‘s eyes snap towards her son, her eyes portraying what she felt. Intrigue. “Really? You both are getting along just great.” The way she worded it out made it seem as if she was teasing us. She probably was. 
I shifted in my seat and lift the fork with the burnt cake to my parted mouth. “I give it a few more days and your memories will come back in no time Tyler. With the pace you guys are going y‘all will give Ace and I grand kids soon.” She said in a sly voice. A 

My eyes darted to Blake who was beside me. And from my peripheral vision I could see how nervous he was. He lifted a hand behind his head and itched the back of his head. Hopefully away from the stitched up bullet wound. 
ONL 
He was nervous and uncomfortable but I was beyond embarrassed. Hearing your mother in INE 
law talk about your love life with her son was humiliating. 
“Well she‘s been kind to me from the moment I‘ve been here.” He turns to face me and I quickly move my eyes away from him. “I did promise her to try, so that‘s what I‘m doing. But it‘s too soon to think that my memories will come back right away.” Ryn waves a hand in dismissal and pushes a forkful of cake in her mouth. “You just need something to jolt that memory. I say you two make out, you know act like a married couple. The way you guys were before all this happened.” 
I could already sense Blake‘s nervousness, smell it even. He was not ready to talk about this. He was beyond uncomfortable and I think everyone noticed this except for Ryn. So I decided to move the attention off Blake. 
“So Reagan, any new boy we should know about? You‘re in your last year afterall.” I asked her. She chokes on the cake while I sensed the shift of the air. Someone was furious. 
“No boy will lay their dirty hands on my daughter. Not when I am still alive.” Ace hissed. He and Ryn soon began to argue while Reagan tried to ease his mind. I smiled. That‘s my family. 
I could feel Blake‘s eyes on me and I turned to stare at him. He sends me a grateful smile which I returned with a grin of my own then turned away from him. I saved him from more awkwardness but deep down my heart was aching. Did he not have any feelings for me? Was Ryan wrong?