Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste Chapter 88


    Ashley‘s pov


    I groaned, dropping my head on the cold marble counter with my hands stered onto it. i was halfway


    on the hard thing yet in my mind it was the softest pillow. I had been up all night editing a manuscript


    and I was not even halfway done.


    Not only was I tired but my mind just couldn‘t focus on my task. I was distracted. My eyes would drift


    towards my closed door every minute. He was just there and all I had to do was walk over to my door,


    open it and knock on his.


    But me being me, I just threw the covers over my body and snuggled more into my softfortable


    bed as my tired and slightly burning eyes stared at the tiny words on theputer.


    However I found myself reading the same line over and over until my eyes dropped down at the bottom


    right corner of myputer and read the time. It had been three a.m and yet I had not done half of my


    work


    Muttering a silent curse I had decided to put my entire focus on ke, I mean my work. So with that


    newfound attitude I did just that only to fall asleep not even five minutester.


    I had woken up with sunlight filtering through my opened window and the sound of birds chirping. The


    sound was annoying especially since I woke up rather cranky. Not only that but somehow during my


    sleep my hands had identally deleted an entire file I hopefully had saved. I had cursed myself again,


    moaning about why I couldn‘t just have called


    it a night and closed myputer. No I had stupidly left it on and open.


    So with tired legs I walked out of my room and made my way to the kitchen. I had every intention of


    cooking breakfast but the marble countertop really looked like a pillow.


    “Looks like someone had a bad night.” A voice behind me startled me and I swiftly turned around,


    squinting. My eyes felt heavy, irritated and honestly I felt like I had stared at the sun for hours.


    Did I? I can‘t remember. Was I turning into ke? Should I go to the hospital and see if I‘m suffering


    amnesia?


    His hair looked wet perhaps he had just showered. His blue eyes glistened with amusement as they


    scan over my half covered body. Wait half covered?


    My eyes widen and instantly I straighten. As if drawn to a me my eyes drop down to stare at my half


    clothed body. I had removed my soft cotton shortsstnight but stayed with the tank


    top. So where my shorts were supposed to cover showed off my ckcy panty.


    I gasp running to the other side of the counter, away from his gaze. It felt like he was undressing me


    and as much as it thrilled me, I knew that ke‘s emotions were unpredictable and he could regret


    anything in an instant. I didn‘t want to get hurt again.


    Iy my palm on the countertop and stared at him embarrassed. “Well that‘s embarrassing, sorry you


    had to see me like this.” Iughed nervously.


    He raised a brow walking more into the kitchen until he was in front of me, only separated by the


    counter.


    Don‘t be, aren‘t we married? I must‘ve seen way more than that at some point.” His bottom tip draws


    between his teeth and he bites ir vexily.


    My eyes widen, not expecting these words toe out of his mouth. I smiled ufortably. not


    linowing how to respond,


    fit back now would it make him draw back like yesterday? This ke was confusing. He shows that


    be‘s definitely attracted to me, I could tell by his dted pupils but why did he feel so ufortable


    talking about us with his mother yesterday? Perhaps it was too early for hmm, too soon and I can


    understand thatpletely. But when will be the right time?


    It was like he had two different personalities and I didn‘t know which one would fall back in love with


    me. He notices my expression and he lets go of his bottom lip.


    Acrease etched between his brows as he stares at me. “Did I upset you somehow? I‘m sorry if I was a


    bit blunt. It‘s just, I don‘t know, somehow this feels normal. Like I‘ve been flirting with you for ages.”


    My heart thuds. It‘s normal. Flirting with me feels normal for him. Without a second thought my lips curl


    into a soft smile. Not only did his words set my heart on fire but they seriously woke me uppletely,


    like they were the caffeine I needed.


    I was about to respond to him, tell him that he was indeed flirting with me for ages but the ringing of the


    doorbell has the words dying out. I looked at ke and then looked down at my inappropriate attire. I


    send him an awkward smile.


    “Can you get the door please? I‘ll just rush in my room quickly to put on something more.” I looked


    down at my panty. “Decent.” I murmur and peer up at him.


    His blue eyes twinkle in mirth and he nods. The doorbell rings again and I swiftly run towards the stairs,


    taking two at a time. When I was halfway I stopped and turned to face ke. My face heats up when I


    notice his eyes on my ass.


    “ke the door.” I hiss lowly.


    His eyes widen as ifing out of a trance.” Right.” He nods swiftly and makes his way towards the


    door. I shook my head and continued my way to my room just as he was about to open the door.


    When I closed the door softly behind me, I leaned back and heaved a sigh. My hands reach up and cup


    my cheeks. We were married, he had seen every inch of me yet I still blush when he looks at me.


    And honestly it felt like the days when we had just started dating each other. I was shy and easily


    blushed at his teasing. I moan hitting the back of my head softly on the dark stained wooden door. I


    hated taking things slow.


    “Man you look great and you look to be healing nicely.” It was Ryan‘s voice I heard as I walked down


    the stairs, this time appropriately dressed.


    “Thanks, I‘ve been taking the meds the doctor prescribed.” ke answers.


    Their voices were murmurs, awkward as if they were just getting to know each other. “Good.” Comes


    Ryan‘s soft answer.


    They were in the living room so I headed there. ke‘s back faced me, his soft cotton shirt hugging his


    muscr back and the grey sweatpants fitted him lowly on his waist with his ass firm from working out


    regrly. Ryan on the other hand was facing me but his eyes were on ke. He looked over his friend


    in worry and confusion. He had his police uniform on which meant he was probably on his way to work


    When his eyesnded on me, he looked to be relieved. He cracks a wide grin, runs over to me and


    without as much of a warning lifts me into his arms and spins me around.


    “Morning little ash, you look like someone ran you over.” He chuckled.


    I peered down at him and giggled. Ryan never changed. “Put me down you big idiot.”


    “You two seem to be friendly.” ke spits out. From his tone you could tell he was beyond mad. Ryan


    puts me down on my feet and I turn to face a ring ke. Why was he so mad?Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDra/ma.O(r)g!