Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

Chapter 2

Ashley’s pov

I sauntered downstairs, already knowing what to expect from hearing the loud shouting from the boys. I groan rolling my eyes when I reach the bottom. “You guys are loud.” I whine walking over to the three boys on the couch. They were busy watching football.

“Fucking Christ, did you see that?!” Arden yelled, tossing some popcorn at the TV. “Boo!” He grunt before taking a handful of popcorn and stuffed his mouth.

“What a fucking loser!” Ryan agreed, his face  had turned a shade of red. Either he was mad or he was currently suffering from the heat in this house.

(“This guy sucks ass!”)

“Questo ragazzo succhia il culo!” Blake chuckles. The rest join him and I’m left utterly confused. Does Arden even know what Blake just said?

Am I seriously being ignored here? Letting out a breath of irritation, I plod over to the kitchen area, leaving the boys screaming at the television. So much for ‘hurry up and get ready.’

I take off the scrunchie that was wrapped around the bone of my wrist and weaved my silky black hair through it until the strands were off my back.

Some tendrils still fluttered on my forehead but it wasn’t enough to irk me. “Morning mom.” I greeted her. She was busy cooking lunch, her back facing me as she circled a spoon in the pan before her.

She turned around just enough so I could see her face to send me a warm smile. “Morning baby, you woke up late. You’re lucky I saved you some breakfast, your dad and brother almost finished it all.” She laughed.

I sat down on one of the stools, resting my forearm on the cold marble counter. “Well technically I woke up early, I was just busy reading that’s all.” I admitted sheepishly.

twirls around to face me. A red sauce

must I say that your stomach comes before books Ashley? Books can wait, I do not want you to starve.” She

like a little kid. “I know mommy. This one was just-”

off with a blush. I prayed mom wouldn’t notice my now redden face. I should’ve left my hair

finger on the spoon, the sauce covers it. I draw it to my mouth and suck in the delicious sauce. “Hmmm.” I moaned,

touching the end of her blue t-shirt. Her eyes crinkle at the corner as she continues to smile. She hadn’t aged a bit. She was exactly the same, beautiful.

already knew the

I jabbed before giggling. She narrows her eyes that were identical to mine. The glasses slide down my nose a tad bit. I pushed it back into place and smiled at mom. “Now can I have my breakfast mom?”

roll of heat. His shirt brushed my back and I involuntarily suck in a sharp

twist my head to look at him. Green eyes meet blue and we stare. “What’s the point of asking for breakfast when we’re about to go?” I countered back. I turn around and shrugged.

his tone. The way his voice took a husky edge when he usually tries to rattle me up. “You should really blame Raven for your

that my mom was present. For God’s sake she didn’t even know I owned these books. I sneaked off to buy them in

to buy them. Now my secret was not so much of a secret anymore and all thanks to the blue eyed boy staring back at me in mirth. He found

 My conscience mocked me. I got off

the breakfast mom, I’m going at Belle’s!” I

my mom found me amusing. Blake’s chuckle pisses me off and leads me to drop

came to massage the crease between my eyebrows. “Don’t frown Ley, you’ll get wrinkles on that pretty

finger touched my skin. I turn around and walk over to Ryan and Arden.

hover over the off button before I finally pressed