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?
“ke 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 himpletely, crossing my arms under my chest and red at him usingly
“You took myst slice of cheesecake.” My voice is a whine. I was nning to gobble that down when I
was done editing.
His eyes twinkle withughter and a chuckle slips past his tempting lips. “Sorry, being in aa 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. ke 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.
I needed to go grocery shopping. “It‘s fine, there‘s nothing to cook anyway. I‘ll just head to the grocery
store now.” I murmur with a smile and side step him.
“I‘ming with.” ke states trailing behind me. I looked him over my shoulder as I strutted over to
the table where I left my wallet and car keys. “You don‘t have to–”
“Oh I‘m definitelying, I‘m bored in this house. I need some fresh air.” He grumbles.
My eyes drop and I reach over to grasp my keys and wallet. “Oh.” I murmur softly. Was I boring? He
must‘ve felt my change of mood because he is quick to ease my worries. “I‘m not saying you‘re boring
at all or the house is boring. It‘s just that.” He stutters adorably. His cheeks redden when Iugh.
He sighs. “I‘ve been inside for 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 him while
swinging the keys around my finger. “Fine you can follow me around like a lost puppy.” I joked.
I could literally feel his re on my back. I stilled myughter as I opened the door and walked out.” Ha
Ha very funny.” He murmurs and I could already picture him pouting.
This time I couldn‘t help it and a soft barely there giggle slips past my lips. “You know you‘re kinda
mean.” He grumbles on a low breath. He‘s just a few feet away from me but I still heard him.
I snorted. “Yeal like when you were mean earlier? You disturbed me the entire day, wasn‘t that mean?”
I asked and unlocked the car doors. I turn to face a guilty ke.
“You made my boss shout at me by the way.” I huffed and opened the car door.
He cringes and walks to the other side. He opens the door and slips in, fastening his seatbelt. I get in
and do the same, mming 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 ring inside the small car. ke
cringes switching the station rather swiftly I frowned and turned to send him a re. “Hey that was a
good song.” I argued and pushed the key inside the ignition. 3
ke sends me a surprised look. “You‘re not serious?” He asked and finally settled on a song as I
pulled out of the driveway.
I furrow my brows, 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 of hot. Well before.”
The music lowers until you could barely hear it. I pressed my lips together already sensing the tension.
“Somehow I don‘t think the ke before liked hearing you call other men hot.” ke finally grumbles in
a rather vexed tone.
ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .
I bit my bottom lip because he was right. ke got easily jealous and no matter how annoying it was to
hear him yap about how he‘s always better than other guys, it was unfortunately a turn on for me and
we‘d end up having hot angry sex afterwards.
Sometimes I would pretend to be fascinated by some guy features just so he could get mad and argue
thenter fuck me like he had been starved for years.
So I couldn‘t help it when the question slipped past my lips. “So how about the ke now? Does he
like when I call other guys hot?”
As soon as the words came out I wanted to swallow them back up. My hands tightened around the
steering wheel as I turned a corner. Time was ticking and when I thought he would never answer he
spoke up. “He doesn‘t like it. In fact he loathes it.” Then as if shocked by his revtion he reaches over
and turns the volume back up. It‘s loud but not unbearable.
It was his way of trying to avoid my questions. And I had a lot of them. Sighing, I nodded more to
myself and decided to leave him alone. For now that is.
giggled and held on to the sides of the shopping cart as ke pushed it from aisle to aisie We got
some confused, shocked and angry looks from some people as we literally drove past
They were probably wondering why a grown ass woman was seated inside a shopping cart while her
husband drove the cart at a quick pace. We were beyond childish at this points The carton of milk was
seated on myp along with some orange juice and cereal. The rest of the groceries were stuffed
behind me, to my sides and in front of my legs. “Hold on Ashley.“ke chuckles and makes a u–turn.
But as soon as he does so another cartes turning around the corner, bumping into us hard. I let
out a ooph while ke cursed under his breath. He‘s quick toe to my side and scans his eyes over
my form. He reaches over and tucks a tendril behind my ears and touches my cheek softly.
“Are you okay Ashley?” He asked, concern deeply in his voice and portrayed in his eyes.
I nodded sending him a small smile. His lips part as he smiles charmingly, showcasing his pearly white
teeth. My heart thuds. How could I not love this man? “Oh I‘m so sorry. I didn‘t see you twoing. I‘m
so sorry, is she hurt?” The voice belongs to a female. Soft and feminine. Like how you‘d picture
barbie‘s voice to sound like when you were a kid.
ke straightens and by doing so, I am stunned to see the pretty brte behind the shopping cart.
Her warm honey like eyes staring at the two of us in worry and her stained red lips split in a smile when
ke speaks. I narrow my eyes. She looks familiar.
As if watching a movie y in front of me, my heart drops when her brown eyes flicker in recognition
the very same time I remember her. 1 “ke Reed is that you?” She gasped in astonishment