Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

Chapter 7

It felt like an eternity. Just being in this position and  staring into his alluring eyes. His gaze flickered down to  my lips, his own parting slightly.

I puffed out some air. “I think I’m able to stand now  Blake.” I joked and forcefully let out a laugh. It comes  out strained and awkward.

His blue eyes widen slightly, as if just realizing he was  still holding me. Within a second I was standing on the  ground, brushing my palms over my skirt awkwardly.

I looked at Blake catching him already staring at me. He  reaches over and twirls some curly strands of my hair,  tugging it playfully. “I love your hair.” He compliments. I  had left it down and slightly curled it. He smirks when his  eyes drop down to stare at my leggings.

“You look sexy.” His tone had taken on a husky one, one  that has my heart pounding in my chest, it’s rhythm  uncontrollable. His eyes travel back up my body slowly,  the intensity leaving a tingling sensation in my lower  regions.

His blue eyes glaze over as they fall into my own.  “Though I would’ve preferred if you didn’t wear the  leggings.” He grunt biting his lower lip.

My breathing accelerated, coming in short puffs. I should  be used to Blake’s constant playful flirting but I wasn’t.I

it.If only you knew what your

Hearing his voice felt  like an instant switch and I immediately felt my face heat  up with a

 neck.”Well we should

we began to walk over to Ryan’s car. It felt  awkward but that was just probably me. When we were  both inside the car,

to pick up Stacy on the way.” He voices and

didn’t you tell me this

eyes off the road for a second to stare at

him, instead I opt for silence. Stacy was  his girlfriend but I knew her. I knew the cruel, vindictive  girl that lays under all those heavy pounds of makeup. It  wouldn’t take a genius to know that

look at the two story house. It was huge. A few  seconds later the door opens and a

just below her bum.I tear my  eyes away and wring my hands together. She looks

I couldn’t stop. I jolt  when she knocks on the window. I hold my breath and  turn to face a seething Stacy. She definitely isn’t pleased.  Her eyes have turned to steel, red tinted lips curling into

 just that. Cringing when her