My Bestfriend's Brother Shouldn't Know How I Taste free chapter novel Chapter 17

Bailey's pov

"I don't know what you're talking about," I repeated, trying to pull away from him again. But Kaleb's grip only tightened.

"Don't lie to me, Bailey," he growled, pulling me closer to him. "I know what we did last night. And I know you liked it just as much as I did."

I could feel my body trembling under his touch, my mind racing with both fear and desire. I didn't want to admit it, but he was right. I had enjoyed it - maybe even more than I should have.

He searches my eyes, making my heart race even more.

"There you two are," Mira huffed making me leap away from Kaleb like he had just set me on fire.

With a heart that pounded in my chest, I cleared my throat and looked over at Mira.

The smile on her face slowly disappear as she looked at both Kaleb and me. Lines soon paint between her brows.

"What's going on here?" She questioned suspiciously.

I bit my tongue, my heart continuing to race. I didn't think I was very good at hiding my current dilemma.

But thankfully, Kaleb surprisingly stepped up and saved me.

Well the both of us. Because if Mira knew what we had done last night, she'd kill him too.

"Nothing, Mira," he said smoothly.

"Bailey and I were just talking."

Mira's eyes flickered between us, eyes narrowing. I could feel her suspicion growing. She knew her brother better than anyone, and I could tell she didn't fully believe him.

But then she thankfully decided to give up her full on investigation mode and shrugged. "Whatever. Come downstairs and help Bails, I can't do this shit on my own." She whined as she turned around to walk back down those stairs.

Seeing this as the best opportunity to practically run away from Kaleb, I nodded quickly and got ready to make a beeline to her.

But fingers grasp around the bone of my wrist, holding me firmly and making me shudder inwardly.

I avoid his gaze.

"Release me Sam." I uttered the name he loathed to get on his irritated side.

But it didn't work.

He only gripped me harder, took a step forward until his chest brushed against my shoulder. "We'll finish this later,"

His voice held a heavy promise. And was that desire in his tone?

I shivered, biting into my lip harder.

He releases me, finally allowing me to move away from him and get my breathing back under control.

I don't bother answering, just walked away from him quickly as if the fire of hell was whipping against the heels of my feet.

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About fifteen to eighteen minutes later, the house was finally spotless clean.

Mrs. Reece and her husband decided to release us of our duties and feed us some breakfast.

Of course when I was done, I told them I'd head on home. I had a feeling Mrs. Reece called my mom and dad. And I knew that once I got home, I would have to face their wrath too.