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Bestfriends Shouldn't Know How You Taste novel Chapter 13

Chapter 13 - Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste 
I look around, noticing the astonishment on everyone’s  face. Their mouths were almost dropped to the floor in  shock. I nibble on my lip and turn to stare at Ryan,  whose eyes were wider than usual. 

“Holy shit! That was hot!” He shouts breaking the  uncomfortable silence. There were murmurs of  agreements from the others which made me feel even  more uncomfortable with the attention. 
My eyes snapped to stare at Stacy. I gulp seeing her face  scream murder. I should feel happy right now, ecstatic  that I finally had my first kiss with Blake. But I couldn’t  help but feel guilty. Why you may ask. Well it’s the  blonde girl currently beyond furious. 
“In fact it was more than two minutes. ” She spits. 
Blake seemed to come back down to reality. His eyes  move away from me to stare at his girlfriend. He gets up  and faces her, his stance stiff as a board. “It was just a  dare Stacy get over it.” 
My heart squeezes in my chest. Ouch it was just a dare.  It actually was a dare. So why do I feel that it was so  much more? I felt it in the way he kissed me. 
“Then why were you making out with her for more than  two damn minutes? I tried to get your attention but you  were too busy sucking her face to realise that the two  minutes were up.” Her words are lethal, meant to hurt. 
Her eyes then narrow. “Do you have feelings for her?”  Her face has a nasty scowl as she points at me. 
Blake drags a hand down his face in frustration. “I can’t  do this right now.” 
She looks ready to argue but the guy from earlier cuts  her off. “Well this has been fun.” He says standing up and  clapping his hands. “But now that things are heating up I  think we should end the game here.” 
Couldn’t he end the game before Ryan made that stupid  dare? That would’ve saved us all that drama we are now  facing. I look over at  Ryan pleading with my 
 suffocating to stay. I avoid shifting my eyes to Blake, too  afraid to see how he regretted kissing 
guys.Wait for me outside.” Blake  says. My heart leaps but I refuse to turn around and kept  on walking. I hear Stacy’s whine of 


now I reach over and pinch the  skin of Ryan’s arm. He hisses, turning around to glare at  me. “Did you really 
Especially not with the  way you guys were 
if anyone was  listening to our conversation. We push pa*s sweaty  bodies until we were finally out of the house. 
my head. Was he right? Did I really want this? I chew  on my bottom lip as I contemplated his words. Yes I did  want this but not in this way. Not when only with a little light from the street lights. I  feel tears brim in the corner of Ryan rushes before wiping under  my eyes. I couldn’t afford to as if treading on water. He  didn’t want to upset 
I like him?” I mumble, feeling heat eyes are soft. “It embarra*sment. “Does he  know?” I asked softly, afraid to “I don’t know. ” He shrugs and  moves his eyes away from me. I  didn’t want to pry him more don’t tell him.” I pleaded. “And please don’t try to eyes to mine. “It’s not my secret to tell but  Ash, you don’t just like him you’re in love with him. I can  see it in the way you look know.” I whispered breaking eye 
who?” Blake questions behind me. His  voice startles me 
I backed away and turn to glare at Ryan. It was obvious  he knew Blake was near with the smug look plastered on  his face. “No one.” I answered Blake and walked to the  car door. 

I open the car door but a hand stops me. Blake closes  the door and turns me around. I avoid his stare. “You’re  not driving.” He states. 
I snap my eyes to his and glare. “Then what was the  point of coming to this stupid party? I was supposed to  be the designated driver remember?” 
His eyes narrow before he dips his head. He was a breath  away and I couldn’t help but let my eyes flicker down to  his lips that were still red from my kisses. He notices the  line of my vision and a grin tugs at the corner of his lip.  “You can’t drive because you-” He pokes my forehead.”  Have been drinking.” 
It felt like the kiss didn’t happen. He acted so normal,  like we had done this many times before. I didn’t know if  I liked that or not. 
I tear my eyes away from his tempting lips and look into  those piercing eyes of his. “You’ve been drinking too.” 
He smirks before backing away. “But not as much as you.  Don’t forget I won that drinking game.” He says opening  the car door and sliding in. 
“By just two cups!” I whine walking to the back. 
“A win is a win bambina.” He laughs before closing the  door. 
“You guys argue like a married couple.” Ryan laughs  sliding in the pa*senger’s seat. 
I rolled my eyes before entering the back, closing the  door with more force than necessary. 
“Hey watch the door.” Ryan whines. 
Blake starts the car, laughing at Ryan’s words. My brows  furrowed realizing that he wasn’t waiting for his  girlfriend. “Where’s Stacy?” I question almost afraid. 
“She said she’ll get a ride home.” His voice is now cold  and distant, so I didn’t bother answering. Instead I  looked out the window and press my head to the pane of  the gla*s. 

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