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Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste novel Chapter 43

Chapter 43

The gym looked empty and I wondered if no one  was ever around. I remember seeing the torn up

open sign at the front so the gym is definitely  open.

But where was everyone? Where’s Blake? He told  me he was here and he’ll wait for me. Dad had just  dropped me off a few seconds ago. He had given  me quite a few lectures before leaving.

I dump my gym bag on the wooden bench on the  far corner and sighed. I had chosen to wear a  matching pink sports bra and comfortable yoga  pants, finishing it off with sneakers. I also pulled  my loose curly lengthy hair in a ponytail to keep it  away from my face.

I looked at the clock on the far wall opposite to  me. It reads three forty. As soon as I had gotten  home from school today, I went straight to shower  and got dressed. But now I was wondering why I  had showered when I’d eventually sweat.

 

“I guess my boyfriend’s a badas boxer.” I joked  and wrap my arms around his head. He smirks  down at me, trailing his hands down until he  grasps the soft mounds of my as. He squeezes it  before hoisting me up.

I gasp, wrapping my legs around his waist. “You  guess? Baby I am.” He winks and pulls me in for a  kiss. It quickly turns heated and I resist the urge  to moan out loud.

Pulling away a bit, I smile on his parted lips.  “You’re cocky.” I teased. “Ew.” I laugh when his  tongue darts out to lick from my chin to my lips in  a playful manner.

 

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