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.

cla*s Ley?”  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

before us. “Well there’s a first for  everything.” My attempt at humor seemed

Kissing him last night shouldn’t have  happened. I should’ve

as I look at the contents on the  table, well more specifically the two animals

rolls in unease as I stare at the poor  animal. “What exactly are we supposed to be  doing?” I asked nervously, finally gaining

his piercing  blue eyes lock into my own. I’m left panting for air  at the intensity it held. He looked different,

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 my eyes away, feeling  awkward with my

 horror as I snap my eyes to Mr Simon. He

Mr. Simon dark brows furrowed in  confusion before his lips thinned into an unpleasant  frown.The heads of the students turn to

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!” He shouts

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

way that it had done

 before me. I slip them on slower than necessary. I  felt the delicate latex wrap around my finger then

trying to make  conversation. This wasn’t exactly the question I  wanted to ask. I wanted to ask him if he had heard  the rumors circling around

But I refrain, it will only make  things more awkward than

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