Todos los capítulos de Best Friend’s Brother Shouldn’t Know How I Taste : Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

Kassidy's POVI came downstairs at seven twenty in the morning the next day. That was five minutes later than usual, because I had spent those five minutes psyching myself up to face another morning in this kitchen. I had my cereal box under my arm and Marcus' bowl already mentally claimed.But Celeste was at the counter. She looked at my cereal box the way someone looks at a dead rat they've found in a drawer."That's all you eat?" she asked."Good morning to you, too, Celeste." I groaned. I wasn't ready for her BS today."I'm serious. Every morning, same box of cereal?" She crossed her arms. "Do you contribute anything to this house? The groceries, the condiments, anything at all? Are you gonna eat cereal till you starve yourself to death?"Her odd concern surprised me. I opened the cabinet and got Marcus' bowl down. "I buy my own food, Celeste.""That." She pointed at the cereal box. "That is not food. That is what people eat when they can't afford food."I kept quiet and got the m

Kassidy's POVThe next morning, I was hurrying to class, closing the front door behind me, when I heard the low rumble of a car engine coming from the garage. I did not have to look to know that it was Eli and his stupidly expensive car.Eli's car rolled out slowly and stopped at the edge of the driveway. Through the windshield, I could see him clearly. His shirt was unbuttoned, revealing a white tank top, and a pair of sunglasses was perched on his nose. One of his hands was on the wheel, looking straight ahead. Then he turned and saw me.The silence between us was filled with stones. Was it my imagination, or did his face turn red?"Morning." He nodded in my general direction.I was utterly shocked. Eli never really acknowledged my existence first, let alone greeting me first. I almost looked behind me to check he was talking to me."Good... morning," I replied carefully. Was this some kind of prank? Since when did he greet me first?He nodded at my greeting and jerked the hand gear

Kassidy's POVI got home at half past seven, still turning over everything I had seen at the mixer in my head. Still thinking about it, I pushed open my bedroom door... and stopped dead in my tracks. Eli was lying on my bed. His shoes were off, one arm folded under his head. His eyes were closed, chest rising and falling with the slow rhythm of someone deeply asleep."You have got to be kidding me," I muttered.I walked in and dropped my bag on the chair, then stood over him. "Eli!" tapped his shoulder. He shifted slightly and turned his face away. I tapped harder. "Eli, wake up. You're in my room, don't you realise that?""Auff!" He groaned."I told you not to come into my room without permission again!" I said loudly. "Why are you here again?"Eli opened one crusty eye and glared at me. "Do you know how loud you get sometimes?""You're in my room!""I'm aware." His voice was thick with sleep. "Just... give me five minutes. Go and eat your midnight cereal or something.""Absolutely

Kassidy's POVThat afternoon's lunch shift was not as bad as I had anticipated. My section had four tables, and by the time the first hour was done, I had gotten a rhythm going. I even had time to sneak my Constitutional Law textbook under the counter and get some reading done between orders.It wasn't exactly the most dignified study method. Every time a customer flagged me down, I had to slide the book out of sight with my knee while simultaneously looking like I had been paying full attention to the room the whole time. Marco had not technically said I couldn't study on shift, mostly because I had not technically asked him.I was three pages into a chapter on the commerce clause when the door opened and Luca walked in.I smiled before I could stop myself, which annoyed me slightly. I almost forgot that this was the third time in two weeks that Luca had shown up somewhere I was without much prior warning. I was starting to wonder if he had some kind of schedule."Oh, hi, stranger!"

Kassidy's POVI had done my best with Luca's jersey, considering the revolting state it was in. I'd paired it with a white tennis skirt and my cleanest white sneakers, and pulled my hair into a high ponytail. The jersey still looked noticeably dirty, but at least nobody could see the ketchup stains and sweat marks from a distance.Celeste did not agree."I'm just saying," she announced from the front seat of her car, not even bothering to turn around to look at me, "that jersey is actively polluting the air in my car.""Fucking hell, Celeste, leave her alone," Marcus said from beside me."I'm not touching her, I'm commenting on the smell.""Same thing," Devon said. "Cut it out.""She said she lost a bet, right, Kas?" Jay added, glancing at me with a sympathetic look. "Bets and dares are basically a college rite of passage, Kassidy. You're practically an honorary junior now.""I feel so honored," I muttered.Celeste replied by cracking her window open with pointed exaggeration.When we