Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste Chapter 91

Ashley‘s pov

I huff closing the door of the fridge rather harshly. Empty. The fridge was empty. How could this happen when not too long ago it was packed with food?

“Blake did you eat everything in the fridge!?” I shouted over my shoulder and nearly shrieked, not expecting him to be behind me.

He shoots me an innocent look and I sighed, of course. How could I forget that my husband eats like a pig?

I turned around to face him completely, crossing my arms under my chest and glared at him accusingly

“You took my last slice of cheesecake.” My voice is a whine. I was planning to gobble that down when I was done editing.

His eyes twinkle with laughter and a chuckle slips past his tempting lips. “Sorry, being in a coma for days really worked up my appetite.” I could detect the amusement in his voice which he had failed to hide. He was not at all sorry.

I scowl my belly rumbling. He even ate the leftovers and the remaining cupcakes Kimberly had given. His eyes drop down to stare at my stomach and they flicker in worry.

“I could cook you something if you want?” He suggested. I cringe. Blake was like his dad in a lot of ways including burning food. As much as I love this man I will not allow him to cook me something on his own, not without my supervision.

Besides, we barely had anything here to cook.

to cook anyway. I‘ll just head to the grocery store now.” I murmur with a smile and

as I strutted over to the table where I

in this house. I need some fresh air.” He

mood because he is quick to

hours. It would be nice to get some fresh air. Besides I would love to help.” He murmurs scratching the back of his head. I smiled and nodded, walking ahead of

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stilled my laughter as I opened the

kinda mean.” He grumbles on a low

entire day, wasn‘t that mean?” I asked and

shout at me by the

slamming the door with a light thud. “I‘ll make it up to you I promise.” He states and reaches over to turn on the radio. Justin Bieber‘s song baby starts blaring inside the small car. Blake cringes switching the station rather swiftly I frowned and turned to send him a glare. “Hey

He asked and

sending him a quick look of irritation before settling my eyes on the road again.” Of course I am. He makes good songs and he‘s kind

until you could barely hear it. I pressed my lips together already sensing

hearing you call other men hot.” Blake finally grumbles in a rather vexed

to hear him yap about how he‘s always better than other guys, it was unfortunately a turn on for me

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