My Bestfriend's Brother Shouldn't Know How I Taste novel Chapter 99

Bailey's pov

A loud snore made me look over at the bed. Mira had fallen asleep about five minutes ago and Kristina and I didn't want to wake her up.

So much for having a full two hour study time.

"Hmm I like it like that Ryan,"

I furrow my brows and looked over at Kristina who gave me the same look. Amusement.

"Did she just talk in her sleep?" Kristy snorted giggle, throwing her hand over her mouth. I nodded, pushing my teeth into my bottom lip and hoping I'd not cave and burst into the laughter that was already bubbling in my chest.

"So good,"

Kristina's eyes widen and she mouthed. "I think she's having a sex dream."

I nodded, pressing my knuckles to my mouth as I stared at my drooling best friend on the bed. Someone would think she was dreaming about food with the amount of drool that slithered down the sides of her mouth.

"Definitely about Ryan." I giggled as Mira gripped the sheets and let out a small moan.

"It honestly feels like we're intruding on their moment." Kristy snorted, closing the book and leaning back on the chair.

"It actually does," I admitted, snorting a little. Kristy looks over at me and smiled faintly. "Think she'll say yes to being Ryan's girlfriend soon?"

I lifted my shoulder into a shrug, looking over at Mira. It was always hard to tell what Mira was thinking about. She was not one to reveal her true feelings openly. She hid them very well. But I know she wants this, and I hope she'll get over that fear of someone loving her.

"I don't know," I admitted. "Only time will tell I guess."

"I hope she does," Kristy sighed. "Ryan looks so in love with her."

I nodded, agreeing with her because Ryan did in fact look very much in love with Mirabella.

"What about you?" I turn to Kristy. "You said he'd wait? Will you?"

Kristy's face flamed with red and she look away shyly. "I have every intention to." She admits, then her face twist into a frown. "Even though he doesn't want me to."

My eyebrows shot up in surprise. "He doesn't want you to wait?"

I have this giddy feeling in my body and butterflies in my stomach while I wait for him to answer. He opens the door in a few seconds, so quickly I am more than certain he had already known it was me at the door.

And with him not looking surprised at all and leaning against the doorframe, a charming smirk on his face reveals that he did know I was behind the door.

I grinned.

"Happy to see me?" I teased, eyes falling to his tongue that licked across his lower lip.

"Always," was his groggy reply as his fingers pin in the waistband of my jeans and he pulled me into his room, closing the door behind him and locking it.

"How long do we have?" His husky tone groaned, looking down at me as if he was about to devour me.

"For what?" I said breathlessly as he started to back me up to his bed, his eyes hot on my lips.

"For me to make you cream on my face." Was his groaned reply before pushing me onto his bed, and quickly crawling up on me.