Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste Chapter 16

Chapter 16

“You’re late.” Mr. Simon says in a blunt scowl. I  halt in the doorway, bracing my palm on the  wooden door frame. Heat started in my neck and  radiated upward into my cheeks.

I shifted on my feet in discomfort. My green eyes  dart to the circular clock on the far wall. He was  right, I was exactly five minutes late.

I move my eyes away from the clock to scan  around the cla*s. Everyone’s eyes were on me,  studying me, waiting for whatever excuse I would  give.

But I didn’t have any, somehow my brain seemed  to not function properly this early. Or it was  probably the alcohol that still lingered in my body.

“Sorry, it won’t happen again sir.” I said softly,  closing the wooden door behind me.

“Just get to your partner and start working.” He  huffs, leaning back on the leather seat.

I gulped and with a quick nod strutted to the back.  My head was lowered as I move around desks. I  could hear their whispering, their giggles of humor.

It made me feel like a tiny ant under a microscope.  I hated it.

 Blake’s voice has a teasing tone to it. A delicious  fluttering started in my abdomen at his voice. I  hated that he affected me this much

scoot in beside him. I place my bag  on the table before us. “Well

shouldn’t have  happened. I should’ve never gone to the party in  the first place. Everything

the  table, well more specifically the two animals layed  on the table. A dead frog was neatly placed inside  a decent size gla*s tray before

 animal. “What exactly are we supposed to be  doing?” I asked nervously,

my own. I’m left panting for air  at the intensity it held. He looked

eyes trailing down to his lips. Lips that  felt so good on mine, lips I can’t ever forget. I  draw in a breath and tear

widen in  horror as I snap my eyes to Mr Simon. He looked  half asleep with his feet

Simon dark brows furrowed in  confusion before his lips thinned into an unpleasant  frown.The heads of

Grey. Do your work and  I’ll do mine. If you want to be graded I’d suggest  you start dissecting.” He hisses and crosses his  ankles. “Now get to work all of you!”

night.” Blake jokes in a  hushed tone then pokes my sides. Squirming at  the ticklish feeling I swat

the way that it

I  felt the delicate latex wrap around my

exactly the question I  wanted to

only make  things more awkward than it already was. He tried  to hide it

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