My Bestfriend's Brother Shouldn't Know How I Taste free chapter novel Chapter 101

Bailey's pov

"Can I have another?"

I bit my lower lip to fight off the giggle but couldn't fight off the smile as I leaned over the console to plant a soft kiss on Kaleb's lips.

He nibbled on my lower lip and before I knew it, we were kissing deeply. I was the first to break away, breathing so rough I had to take in a good amount of air into my lungs to calm down my racing heart.

Kaleb lifted his hand and cupped my cheek, his thumb brushing against my cheek lovingly. "I love you," he whispered, every word coming out with such honesty I melted.

"I love you too," I responded truthfully, kissing his nose and giggling when he scrunched it up in an adorable way.

"Babe," he whined, pouting slightly. "I'm the one who is supposed to do that."

I rolled my eyes, laughing as I pulled away, but for good measure, I planted another kiss on his nose and jokingly murmur. " I think I rather be the man in the relationship," with a teasing grin I successfully got out of the vehicle whilst he was dumbfounded.

Waving back at him and closing the door, he finally snapped out of it and called me. However, I am already practically skipping to my front door, happier than ever.

"Love you!" I shout, twirling back to give him one last wave.

I can sense his eyes on me, feel them set fire to my skin. God, I love this boy.

"I love you too flower!" He said, his voice breathless as though he had so much emotion running through him. I smiled and turned to open the door.

The house is silent which is odd because my parents are home. Dad's car is parked in front and there's a sweet tang of lemon biscuits being baked in the air. My belly grumbles as I walk to the window, watching Kaleb drive off.

"Hey guys, I'm home!" I shout to gain my parents or my sister's attention. It's so quiet it makes me uneasy. Our house was never quiet when both of my parents were home.

It was always filled with laughter, jokes, and sounds of kissing and teasing. Never this....silent. Something curled low in my stomach when I didn't get a response.