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.

delicious  fluttering started in my abdomen at his voice. I

 on the table before us. “Well there’s a first for  everything.”

 him. Kissing him last night shouldn’t have  happened. I should’ve never gone to the party in

more specifically the two animals

“What exactly are we supposed

panting for air  at the

his lips. Lips that  felt so good on mine, lips I can’t ever forget. I

slips on white gloves. My eyes widen in  horror as I snap my eyes to

could stop it. It comes out loud and  accusing. Mr. Simon dark brows furrowed in  confusion before his lips thinned into an unpleasant  frown.The heads of the students turn to face me as

If you want to be graded I’d suggest  you start dissecting.” He hisses and crosses his  ankles. “Now get

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

it didn’t affect him the way that it had done  to me. Maybe Blake had forgotten all about it. And  why does

than necessary. I  felt the delicate latex wrap around my finger then  my entire hand, cocooning my hand with it’s

exactly the question I  wanted to ask. I wanted to ask him if he had heard

 things more awkward than it already was. He tried  to

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255