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Bestfriends Shouldn't Know How You Taste novel Chapter 92


Chapter 92 - Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste 
Ashley‘s pov 
Blake looked confused, she smiles and her eyes dance with happiness. “It‘s me, Christal. We went to school together before I moved when we were in sixth grade. I just moved back actually,” she laughs. 
Blake brows furrowed and his blue eyes scan her form. She dressed pleasant unlike me who still had sweats and Blake‘s huge shirt on. 
Then his eyes stopped on her features and his eyes widened in realization. My stomach does uncomfortable somersaults and my heart clenches. “Christal White?” He questions with a smile on his face. 
1 swallowed the bitter tang of jealousy. Christal had been in our class until she moved away in the last term in sixth grade. She was what you‘d call the perfect girl, polite, beautiful and knew how to get what she wants. Far from how I am. 
And it didn‘t come to anyone‘s surprise when Blake started to have a crush on her. He‘d blush when she was around and would stutter when she spoke to him. 
He‘d try his best to make her like him back. He would pick his mother‘s flowers, beg his parents for chocolate to give to her. He thought she was his princess. Until she moved and I had to put the pieces back together. She left him shattered when she moved without saying goodbye. And I was there for him both Ryan and I. So you can imagine how jealous and angry I felt when he literally said her full name, smiled at her the way he used to in sixth grade. 
He remembered her but not me. I blinked back the familiar sting of incoming tears. 
She nods, her eyes portraying how happy she felt that Blake remembered her. “Yes that‘s me, how‘s Ryan? The last time I saw him he had braces on.” She laughed. 

and then her warm brown eyes fell on me and she smiled. Her hair gave 
furrowed my brow, reaching up and raked my fingers through my loose curly untamed hair. Was this meant as an 
“Well.” answer all your questions. I‘m surprised he remembers you since you left him without saying goodbye.” 1 
1/3 and scratches the back of his head “Rot shot at the back of my head trying to save attend “lle animits dropping his hands and wraps hin fingers around his tall muscular form He nods and turns to me and smiles.” Yes I am, Ashley has been taking good care of my heart melts at his charming smile but vexation still runs in my veins for he 
a barely there smile, one without emotion. His forehead creased in a frown but he doesn‘t eyes drop down to stare at Blake‘s hand more specifically the ring wrapped around his finger: Her over to grasp my hand that showed off my wedding ring and lifts it to show it at the way he almost sounded possessive, that way. “I‘m happy for you both, you guys were literally joined by the hip. I actually shouldn‘t be surprised at all.” She finally says with a twinkle of mirth how long have you been here? Are you staying for long?” It was Blake who asked the question. I nearly grit my teeth. Were they still going to have a conversation while I had food nearly squashing 
She lifts her hand to tuck some hair behind her ear and looked at Blake shyly, 
“About a few hours ago. Actually I‘m now living on my own and I seem to forget a lot of things around here including stuffing my fridge.” She laughs and 

Blake joins her. “Join the club, unfortunately I also forgot a lot of things.” He points at his head and chuckles, squeezing my hand subconsciously. 
I honestly had forgotten he was still holding my hand, I was too busy glaring a hole in Christal‘s head. 
Christal laughs. “You remembered me, so I should consider myself special.” She joked. My eyes sting and I pull my hands out of Blake‘s warm larger one. Jealousy coursed through my veins 
She didn‘t know he doesn‘t remember me but I felt like she was pushing my buttons on purpose. But that was probably me being insecure. I cleared my throat. “Well it was nice talking to you Christal but we should probably get going. I need to cook dinner and I‘m starving.” If you listened well you could detect the sour tone in my voice. 
If she sensed it or not she didn‘t show. Instead she turns to me and sends me a soft smile. “It was nice chatting with you two. Hope we could someday catch up since I’m now back in town. You two could probably show me around again? I kind of forgot the place.” She giggles. 
“Sure we‘ll definitely catch up. See you around.” From my tone you could tell I wanted out of there and Blake definitely got the hint. He smiled at Christal, said bye and rolled the cart away. 
“Is that jealousy I sense?” His voice is full of amusement, his breath hitting the back of my neck 
I shivered. “Jealousy? Ha now that‘s funny. Why would I be jealous? I‘m not jealous.” I lied through my teeth. 
I hear his laughter and my insides turn to goo.“Yeah sure. 

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