Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste
Chapter 44

Chapter 44

I've been jumping rope for more than twentyminutes. In between I took a couple of breaks. Islump down on the mat exhausted beyond belief.My muscles ache, screaming at me in hatred forputting them through this torture. Maybe Blakewas right, I am out of shape.

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My stomach is flat on the mat, the thin sweat onmy skin coating it without being able to penetrate.My cheek pressed into the navy blue mat as I pantfor air. Blake slumps down beside me and pokesmy sides. I groan not being able to move.

“You're not dying are you?" He joked but I canhear the tinge of seriousness in his tone.

I glare at him, not liking that he was replaceing thisamusing. “I'm glad you replace this amusing.” I saidsarcastically and turned my head away from him.He laughs at my childishness. I'm staring at thehuge boxing ring in the middle of the room.

I remember seeing Blake fight for the first timeand instead of being frightened or disgusted Ifound it enjoyable to watch. I'm staring at it inlonging, wondering when I'll be able to actuallytrain inside. When I'll be able to box.

My thoughts are cut off by the firm slap on mya*s. Blake's hand leaves a sting and I gasp,turning to face him. “You're not ready for that ringyet bambina, you have a lot of work to do.” Hesmirks and stands up.

I narrowed my eyes and turn over until my backwas now pressed to the mat. “Did you seriouslyhave to slap my butt to tell me that?”

He smirks. “Then what would be the fun in that if Ihadn't? I much rather slap your little taut a*s thanonly speaking to get your attention.” He winksthen gets serious. “Now time for sit-ups.”

My eyes widen and I puffed out an exhaustedbreath. “But I haven't rested for five minutes yet.”I moan in complaint.

Blake's eyes darken as he stares me down. “Don'tmake that sound again unless I'm deep inside youor pleasuring you with my mouth and fingers.” Hewarns then stoops down beside me. It takeseverything in me to stop the way my body reactsto his words.

He raises his brow. “Now start.”

I rolled my eyes and began doing sit-ups. By thetime I was done, I was spread out on the mat likea dying starfish. The muscles in my stomachburned like they were lit on fire. Hair that gotloosened out of the ponytail from jumping is nowstuck to my sweaty forehead like a second skin.Blake is beside me, holding a towel and a bottle ofwater. My heart is racing from doing so manythings that I wasn't accustomed to. “My musclesare on fire.” I breathed out.

“Good then that means it's working.” Blake statesand throws the towel on my face.

I sit up and peel the towel away from my sweatyskin. My muscles groan in protest as I do so. I turnto scowl at Blake and start to wipe the sweat offmy forehead. “You know you're not going easy onme. ” And I loved that. I didn’t want him to treatme like a fragile doll.

He grins and hands me the bottle of water. “Whywould I? I need my girl to be able to protectherself when needed to be. I can't exactly achievethat if I treat you like a piece of cake.”

I raise a brow."A piece of cake?” I push the bottleto my mouth and start gulping down the water likeI was in the desert for ages.

A tiny mischievous grin forms at the corner of hislips. “Yes, a piece of cake. I wouldn't achieveanything if I'd eat you out like a piece of cakeevery minute.”

I choked on the water, finally realizing what hemeant. Blake is quick to tap my back as I force thewater out of my lungs. When I finally recovered Isent him an accusing glare. “Do you always haveto make a sexual comment?”

He shrugs. “I enjoy teasing you and letting youknow exactly how I feel. Too bad you didn't get itbefore.”

"How was I supposed to know that you liked meto? You had many girlfriends parading around!” Idefend.

“First of all, they weren't my girlfriends, they werejust girls I slept around with. And second of all,how could you not know I was in love with you?! Itreated you like you were my girlfriend Ashley,everyone saw this except for you. Even Ryanknew!” He grumbles.

I scowled. “Yeah like sleeping around makes mefeel so much better. You used those girls Blakewhen you could've simply told me how you felt. ForGod sake I was in love with you too back then andstill am now! Treating me like your girlfriend whenyou were with other girls didn't really rea*sure methat you wanted me in that way.” I hissed.

He sighs.” I admit that I was going at it the wrongway. I should've confessed my feelings a long timeago. But it's better late than never, I'm not makingthat mistake again. I want you Ashley and I'm notletting you go.”

"You promise?” My tone had now gone soft.

“I promise.” His voice is thick with honesty as hiseyes flickers down to my lips.” want to take youout on a date.”

The words fly out of his mouth so fast that I wasn'texpecting it. I start to choke on my saliva, shockedthat he'd just asked me out on a date.

"Why do you seem so shocked?” He questions inconfusion after tapping my back.

"1 just wasn't expecting you to ask me out on adate.” I admit after catching my breath.

He raised his brow. “Why is this a shock, we'retogether aren“t we? Unless you have someoneelse-"

I shook my head. “God no, I don’t want anyoneelse. It's just this whole relationship thing is newto me. Sometimes I feel like it's just a dream thatwe're together and at any moment I could justwake up and we'd be back as, friends.” I admit andlooked away from him.

“Sometimes it feels like a dream for me too.” Hestarts. I turn to face him, his eyes are already onme, watching me in admiration and love.

It makes my pulse race. “A F*cking beautifuldream that I never want to wake up from.”

He moves so quick that I didn't even realize hewas just a breath away from me. Face millilitresaway, lips parted and so close that I could alreadytaste his minty breath.

His fingers come to tangle in my hair, tugging outmy ponytail until my hair falls over my shoulder inthick loose curls.

He draws my head forward and captures my lipsinto a slow and pa*sionate kiss. I could feel all hisemotions pouring out and I was sure he could feelmine. When we finally pulled away to catch ourbreaths, we were panting like we had run amarathon.

His forehead is pressed on to my own, his eyesclosed like he was enjoying this moment.” Feelthat?” He asks and opens his eyes.

Blue meets green and we stare. Love reflecting inour eyes. “This isn't a dream, this is reality. We'rein each other's arms and nothing can pull us away.This is meant to be Ash, I know you could feel ittoo. We are meant to be.”

I nod in agreement and lift my hand to brush mythumb over his soft pillowy lips. They were red frommy kisses.God I love him. “So when's the date?” Ismile.

He grins. “This Saturday and before you say thatyou don't want anyone to replace out about us yet,I'm rea*suring you that no one will see us. It'll justbe the two of us far away from prying eyes.”

I like the sound of that.