Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste Chapter 45

Anxiety swirls in my stomach as I rocked back and

forth on my heels. I looked at the door trying to

gain enough courage to finally knock. I had been

standing there for about two minutes just gawking

at the wood.

Today was Saturday and I’ve been prolonging to

see, him. I sighed I should’ve come over sooner, it

was my fault that he was suspended. Finally

getting my nerves under control, I lift my hand to

knock.

My fist was an inch away when the door swung

open. Aunty Lily and uncle Asher appear before

me. They looked surprised to see me but smiled

nonetheless.

“Oh Rosalie, It’s been forever. What brings you

here?” Aunt Lily questions pulling me into a warm

hug. Call me weird but I always loved the scent of

her, she smelled like roses.

“You’ll suffocate the girl babe.” Uncle Asher jokes

prying aunt Lily away from me only to give me a

hug himself.

“Haven’t seen you around here for a while kiddo.”

He chuckles playfully ruffling my hair. They weren’t

related to me by blood but I considered them

family. They were my parents bestfriends.

I smile as we pull away from each other. “Sorry for

not coming to see y’all earlier, been busy with

cheer practice.” And it’s true, our captain has been

a raging bitch ever since her college boyfriend

dumped her. She’s been having us practice for

hours and by the time I got home, I would be lost

to dreamland.

I chewed on my bottom lip and force down my

nervousness. “I came to speak to Arden.” I stated.

They looked stunned at my declaration.

I wasn’t surprised at their shocked faces, everyone

knew Arden and I didn’t get along. It would be

absurd for us to even stay in the same room for

five minutes without hurling a plate or something

dangerous at eachother.

We were like water and oil, we never got along,

never mixed well. And he even became a huge

pain in the a*s since he was Liam’s best friend and

I could never get rid of him. He hated my guts and

I hated his. It was that simple.

Aunt Lily opens her mouth to speak but no words

come out. Looking embarra*sed she looks at her

husband for help who looks equally as shocked. He

shakes his head and clears his throat.

“Well we were actually on our way to have lunch

with my father but Arden’s upstairs in his room.”

He smiles.

My lips curved into a thankful smile then my brows

furrowed in confusion. “Where’s Ashley?” I voiced

out. I needed to speak to her too.

“She’s out with Blake and wouldn’t be home until

later tonight. So it’s only you and Arden. Please

don’t make us come back home to two dead

bodies.” It’s aunt Lily who responds.

I giggle and nod. I wish them a safe drive then a

few seconds later watch as the car disappears from

my sight. I sighed and close the door.

I walked up the stairs and noticed the picture

frames that hang on the cream colored walls. I

smile when a photo of a young Arden catches my

attention. He was always so handsome, so

carefree. But now he was cocky and an idiot. I

scowled.

A few seconds later I’m in the hallway. It doesn’t

take a genius to know which one was Arden’s

room. He had a torn up do not enter sign on his

door with drawings of the middle finger. I rolled

my eyes and twisted the handle of the door.

It swings open and a squeal leaves my lips at the

sight of a freshly showered Arden coming out of his

bathroom. The white towel hangs lowly on his hips

as a bead of water trails down until disappearing

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Oh God. Oh God indeed. It was no wonder the guy

was cocky, he was the hottest guy I’ve ever seen.

My heart rate quickened and a pleasant feeling

settles in my stomach.

“What the hell are you doing here!?” He hisses

slamming the door of the bathroom shut. I’m a

flustered mess and swiftly turn around to block my

eyes.

“I’m sorry for not knocking.” I apologize, feeling

embarra*sed. I knew he noticed my gawking.

“That didn’t answer my question.” He says in

irritation. I could hear him shifting around in his

room and hoped that he was getting dressed.

My eyes are still blocked and clenched shut but the

image of his half naked body is printed on my

mind. I find my tongue darting out to lick my lip. “I

came to talk to you, apologize for being the cause

of your suspension.” I stated feeling the air in the

room turn tense.

He snorts. “I was expelled babe, not suspended.

Dad just did his magic and principal William agreed

to let me come back to school.”

The way he says babe sends pleasurable shivers

down my spine. I found that I loved it when he

called me that. “You can turn around now idiot.” I

hear the annoyance in his voice but try to not let it

get to me.

I turn around only to gulp at seeing him in only his

plaid boxers and white t-shirt. “I thought you said

you were dressed?” The question comes out more

like a whine. The sight of him was awakening

unknown emotions inside of me.

He rolls his blue eyes, his hair a wet curly mess on

his forehead. “I am.” He huffs and plops down on

his bed. He reaches for the remote and puts on the

TV. It’s loud and overbearing.

I breathed out an annoyed breath and walk over to

him, pry the remote out of his hands and turn the

volume lower. He glares at me menacingly. “What

the F*ck?” He questions slowly as if talking to a

child.

“Why did you do it?” I question. This had been

eating at my mind for the past few days.

He rolls his eyes. “Do what? Elaborate genius.”

“Why did you fight Sam?” I asked and sat down on

the edge of his bed.

“Because he touched you inappropriately.” He said

bluntly and tried to pry the remote away from me.

I move it away from his hands. I knew he was

hiding something, I could hear it in his voice. I

knew it was more than what he was letting on.

“Tell me the truth Arden. Why did you become so

enraged? You’ve never cared before-“

His eyes turn to steel of rage as he scowled at me.

“I always F*cking cared!” He spat.

I flinched away from his tone but then regained my

composure and glared at him.

“Then you never showed me! You always called me

a witch and other indecent words. You never

acknowledged me as your cousin-“

“Because I don’t see you that way! I never did and

I never will!” He roars, cutting me off.

I feel hurt for some unknown reason. It hurt me

that he hated me so much. “Why don’t you?” I feel

vulnerable and beyond hurt.

I never hated Arden, I was annoyed that he was

the only boy who ever made my heart skip a beat.

Always made me want to dress up cute for him

even though he never noticed and instead called

me a witch.I liked him a lot, even may love him.

But that arrogant fool could never get out of his

a*s to notice.

He sighs and moves his eyes away from me.

“Because I see you more than that Rosa, I see you

more than a cousin should.” He confessed but

didn’t look at me.

I feel my heart start to race through my chest,

tingles crawling inside my body. “What do you

mean?” I had an inkling feeling what he meant I

just really wanted to hear him say it.

He finally looks at me, his eyes portraying nothing

but honesty. “I see you how a man sees a woman.

I want you Rosa. I always have.” He breathes out.

His blue eyes are studying me like a hawk, waiting

for my next move.

But I shock him by crawling into his lap and

straddle him. My skirt hunches up to my waist and

I was sure he could see my red lace panty.

His big warm hands come securely on my hips as

he stares at me in shock. I could feel him swell

under me and I resisted the urge to reach in his

boxers and touch him.

I lace my hands around his head and bring him

forward. His blue eyes are wide staring at me in

longing. My forehead presses on to his as I smile

at his adorable confused face.

“What took you so damn long?” I question and pull

him into a toe curling kiss that soon heated up

more.Ten minutes later I found myself losing my

virginity to my brother’s bestfriend that I thought

hated me.