Bestfriends Shouldn't Know How You Taste

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from the boys. I groan rolling my eyes when I reach the bottom. "You guys are loud." I

ossing some popcorn at the TV. "Boo!" He grunt befor

turned a shade of red. Either he was mad or he was

guy suc

s. The rest join him and I'm left utterly confu

itation, I plod over to the kitchen area, leaving the boys scr

the bone of my wrist and weaved my silky black ha

to irk me. "Morning mom." I greeted her. She was busy cooking lunc

m smile. "Morning baby, you woke up late. You're lucky I saved you som

cold marble counter. "Well technically I woke up early, I

around to face me. A red sauce coated the spoon, its

omes before books Ashley? Books can wait, I do

s one was just-" I looked for a word to describe the book I had yet to finish. "Interesting." I fini

ger on the spoon, the sauce covers it. I draw it to my mouth and

ulder, the tips softly touching the end of her blue t-shirt. Her eyes crinkle at the corner as she continues

though she already knew the

I jabbed before giggling. She narrows her eyes that were identical to mine. The glasses slide down my n

s behind me, his body emanating a roll of heat. His shirt brushed my back and

head to look at him. Green eyes meet blue and we stare. "What's the point of asking for breakfast when we're ab

. The way his voice took a husky edge when he usually tries to rattle me

d joke around now that my mom was present. For God's sake she didn't even know I owned

t was not so much of a secret anymore and all thanks to the blue eyed boy star

My conscience mocked me. I got off the stool and clutch his hand, tugging him alon

ke's chuckle pisses me off and leads me to drop his hand. I turn aroun

n my eyebrows. "Don't frown Ley, you'll get

turn around and walk over to Ryan and Arden. Their eyes were fixated on

screen. My finger hover over the off button before I finally

tarted but I swiftl

e I'll tell dad when he com

han I yet he acted like he was the older one. He was the younger version of dad. At just th

screen in obvious confusion. "Let's go Ryan, I'm hungry

ing?" I could hear

" Blake r

ed Lamborghini and stroll over to it. My converse hit the pavement with

h I think you're impatient to get back to your

the smooth creamy skin of my thighs. I shift myself to get more comfortably on the seat. Blake's e

e turns in his seat and sends me wink."Don't worry Ley, we'll get you

k. Ryan laughs and mumble something incoherent.

s we near. I hate Belle's, it was too crowded. Reeked of teenagers,though I was one I didn't want to