Todos los capítulos de When Best Friends Kiss: Capítulo 191 - Capítulo 200

(RORY’S POV) "Maybe we should run away," he said softly into the darkness. We were in bed, lying in a spooning position. I said nothing at first, and then I turned to him slowly, twisting my body so that I could look into his eyes. He looked serious. "Run away?" I repeated with a chuckle. "Why not?" he asked, and because he still had that serious look on his face, I turned around to stare at him properly. "Are we having a serious conversation right now?" I couldn't help but ask. I know he looks serious, but… run away? Todd shrugged at me, confirming what I thought. "You know I have a lot of cash stashed," he said to me. "You have a lot of money saved up too. We can go somewhere quiet, start our lives with new names, start the most beautiful family there." I laughed. "What would you do if you're not playing basketball, Todd?" "Other things," he said, ignoring my laughter. "I'll learn what I have to. Plumbing, firefighting, carpentry, you name it." Then a slow smile spread on

(RORY'S POV) The breakfast table was full today and Nana was at her happiest. She loved it when she had people to feed and so she moved about trying to make sure no one's plate emptied. "Nana. We are not staying forever." Rosalie said when Nana added some meatball sauce to her plate. "Rita, they're going to school." Dad said eyeing our plates. He had not escaped Nana but Dad loved eating and so that was not a mistake. "And they need to stay healthy!" Nana insisted. "I can only imagine how it feels using your brain, from morning until afternoon!" "Then why don't we leave this for dinner?" I said pushing my plate away from me even though Nana was already giving me a displeased look. "We can't leave that for dinner because I am making a hearty dinner for us!" Nana turned to us her eyes twinkling. "Ryan is bringing her boyfriend home." She announced. "Really?" Dad said, looking interested. "She is?" I said turning to look at Aunt Ryan. "Stale news." Rosalie said with a wave of her

(TODD’S POV) Chad Anderson had jist walked past me, whistling to himself as he did. He had no idea that I was following him and that I had been doing that since the bell rang. I saw him today, in thr hallway with Rory and I don’t know what he did to make to make her scream like that. Since I don’t have a phone and since I am not allowed to be anywhere near Rory in public, then I will simply go to the main person. Chad. So, immediately thr final bell rang, I went on to look for him. And I did. I followed him as he walked cluelessly towards the bathroom. When he slipped past the doors, I followed him and locked the door after him. He did not even notice and that was when I saw that he was wearing AirPods. Good for me. The bathroom was empty. Even better for me. I tapped Chad heavily and he turned around before his eyes widened. He took out his AirPods quickly and then his eyes went round the space. Then they focused back on me. “What’s going on here?” He asked me stra

(RORY'S POV) The dining room looked like a banquet feast that was made for a King. Nana had made a mini feast, the kind she only pulled out when she wanted to impress someone or when her heart was especially full. Tonight, it was both. The table groaned under the weight of it all—a golden roasted pork shoulder glazed with honey and garlic, its crackling skin glistening under the dining room lights. Beside it, a massive bowl of arroz con pollo steamed fragrantly, the rice stained a warm yellow from saffron and annatto, studded with tender chicken and sweet peas. A platter of tostones sat golden and crispy, waiting to be dipped into the garlic mojo sauce that Nana had made from scratch that morning. There was a fresh ensalada de aguacate—avocado, red onion, and cilantro tossed in a light citrus dressing—and a small mountain of yuca frita with a side of tangy chimichurri. For the bread lovers, like me I might add, there were warm, buttered arepas tucked into a cloth-lined basket, stea

(RORY’S POV) ME: Tell me the things you think of when you think of me. BESTIE: You want to know? ME: I want to know everything. BESTIE: I think of your mouth. The way it felt when I sucked your lips. BESTIE: I think of your hands. The way they gripped my back when you came. BESTIE: I think of your voice. The way you said my name when you couldn't hold it in anymore. BESTIE: And then I take myself in my hand and I think of you until I can't think at all. My thighs pressed together involuntarily. I could feel myself getting wet, could feel the ache between my legs that only he could satisfy. ME: Todd… BESTIE: Yes Baby. ME : I’m horny. BESTIE : Okay baby. BESTIE : Tell me, are you wet? BESTIE : Feel yourself. I hesitated. Then I let my hand drift down, past my stomach, past the waistband of my strawberry pajamas. ME: Yes. BESTIE : Damn! I wish I was there to lick you off. BESTIE : Okay, touch yourself baby. Me : Okay. BESTIE : Are you touching yourself? ME: Yes.