All Chapters of Tasting my Best Friends: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

I didn't move. I held my breath, my eyes on him as he still had his head down, then I remembered earlier, Gia… he had no right!I almost got to my feet when he did, instinctively my heart skipped a beat just by the sound of his boots meeting the floor.“What's up with the gifts?” He asked. Me? Wrong person as I'm not the one sending the gifts. “Are you doing this to make me jealous? Because if you are, it's working...” His steps halted, as if he didn't mean to say that out loud.Well, that gave me just enough courage as I stood up, my scales growing back.“What are you talking about?” I asked, my eyes searching for eye contact.“Okay listen, I'm not the type of guy to get you flowers, gifts, or any of the silly stuff. I'm not a relationship type of guy.”“I know that, that's why your behavior is confusing me.”“You know what?” He chuckled, then reached into his jean pockets and pulled out a card holder.I carefully watched as he flipped through. They were all unlimited cards. I wonder

When Ray said he had my friends waiting I thought he meant Harvey and Sandra, I didn’t expect Jake, Phoebe, Chloe, Elliot, and even my damn stepsister, Paris here.“Surprise!” They all shouted and I faked a smile then looked back at Ray who was smiling proudly.“So?”“Thank you.” Was all I could say, he kissed my lips before leading us to the second row seats.“For a minute I thought he lied to us.” Sandra said, loud enough, she was in the same row with Harvey which was a little new as she normally despised him.“Drinks, let’s get some drinks here.” Ray ordered while I quietly sat.The bus was huge, there were still seats unoccupied, and the front had a space which had a cooler.A man whom I didn’t notice earlier opened the cooler, took out bottles of beer, and handed them to everyone.“I’m not drinking.” I refused, speaking low so no one else could hear.“Are you okay?” Again he sounded concerned.“These are not my friends, only three of them are.”“They insisted, could only come if

“Alright, so unfortunately this is the biggest apartment of all on this ship,” Ray announced, and I shook out of my thoughts. “Four bedrooms, the master suite and three guest rooms.”“We know, the lady told us,” Elliot answered, his tone off, but everyone ignored that as Ray continued.“Obviously I’m going for the master suite with my girlfriend. Each room has a king-size bed, five people can fit there, so you are going to figure it out,” Ray firmly said as he came to me and placed his hand over my waist.“So you’re saying we are all going to stay in this one apartment?” Paris finally asked, sounding a little irritated. I knew she was—she always wanted to be the main person.“Yes, now here is my idea. I heard Phoebe and Harvey are not together anymore?” Ray asked, and Harvey looked at me. Yeah, I’m the one who told Ray that.“He's my boyfriend, Harv. I had to tell him,” I said out loud, and it seemed my voice made people sick as both Chloe, Phoebe, and Paris gave me the look that if l

It was strange that my heart was pounding this way for a man it should never be pounding for.“Dylan?” I called again, since he seemed lost in his own thoughts, just staring at me. I studied his face more closely before repeating his name.“Sorry,” he muttered, clearing his throat.“Yeah, it’s… it’s okay. So, do you want to come in?” I asked, glancing back a little. “Ray is out.” A small smile curved on my lips, I didn’t even know what I was suggesting at this point. “Dylan?”“W-what?” He blinked, shaking himself out of his daze.“I’m asking if you want to come in,” I said again, but he gave no answer. An almost wicked thought crossed my mind.Slowly, cautiously, I reached for his arm. He flinched, but that didn’t stop me. My hand lingered against him, gliding down his sleeve tattoo.“What are you… doing?” His voice was low, strained, as though he were fighting demons inside. His eyes shut tightly.“Stop fighting it. I know you want it.” An evil smile tugged at my lips as I watched hi

Shocking cannot even describe my feelings right now. I mean… how?When I heard the door slam, I quickly stood up and looked over to the living area. Dylan was by the small window, smoking, the glow of his cigarette faintly lighting his face.Sighing, I tiptoed back into the bedroom, knowing that if I went to get yogurt, I might alert Dylan and I didn’t want that.Inside, I quickly got out of the dress, slipped into pajamas, and got into bed next to Ray, leaving a reasonable space between us as I sank into my thoughts.First I thought of Dylan, wondering what his problem could be, before the dinner scene crept back into my mind.That man touching me like that, his wife seemed so nice. Why do that to her? I mean, he was in the show business, so maybe I should expect the same from Ray.I turned, trying to block the thoughts, kept tossing from side to side, and then Emma slipped into my mind — along with my mother being clean. That was all I needed, and I suddenly felt better.When I open