Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste novel Chapter 12

Chapter 12

My heart is beating impossibly fast in my chest. The  anxiety I was fighting off a few seconds ago is swirling in

my stomach. I look away from Ryan and find myself  staring at Blake.

He’s already staring. His piercing blue eyes burned  through mine as we sat in silence. I fight the urge to look  at Stacy, already knowing she was murdering me with  her eyes. This will not end well.

I could see him weigh his options, the internal struggle  he was currently having. With a shaky breath I force out.  ” Maybe I should go.”

I could feel their eyes on me. I made a mental note to kill  Ryan for putting me in this position when we’re alone.  Yes I wanted to kiss Blake so bad, but not like this. I  wanted him to do it willingly, I want him to want me just  as bad as I want him.

I get up to leave only to be stopped by the guy from  earlier. “You can’t leave until the game ends. We’ve  discussed this before, if you leave you get shaved bald.”

I snap my head to face him, feeling the color draining  from my face.I sit down quickly. “You didn’t mention  going bald if I decided to leave.” I said shakily. Why did I  stupidly decide to play this game in the first place?

He smirks before shrugging nonchalantly. “Must’ve  slipped my mind.” He then turns to Blake. “It’s either he  goes bald if he doesn’t do his dare or you go bald if you  decide to leave.”

I clench my fist. I love my hair, I’ll look like aunty Roro’s  pet Bruno if I go bald. I’m having a battle in my head,  weighing the consequences of what could happen if I  decide to leave. But a familiar voice cuts through my  internal struggle.

“I’ll do the dare.” Blake utters.

“What!!” Stacy roars.

“What?” I breathed out staring at him wide eyed. His blue  eyes don’t show what he was really thinking. I was lost.  Maybe he just doesn’t want to go bald.

He grins and gets up, completely ignoring his raging  girlfriend. “It’s just a dare Stacy.” He says over his  shoulder. I feel myself press my bum harder on the  wooden floor. My hands are trembling and I push them in  my pockets. Away from the view of everyone.