All Chapters of Best Friend’s Brother Shouldn’t Know How I Taste : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Kassidy's POVI knew something was wrong the moment I got to school the next day, as I stepped off the campus shuttle. Something I noticed as I walked away from the bus was that people were staring at me. It wasn't the usual quick glance you give a stranger passing by; these were covert glances, people whispering behind their hands and nudging their friends as I walked past the courtyard. I noticed a guy from my political science class drop his eyes to his phone the second I looked his way, but I didn't pay much heed to him. I had never cared what people think of me. Growing up the way I did, I had developed a thick skin, and a few weird looks from college kids weren't going to ruin my morning.I kept my head down and walked toward the pre-law building. As I approached the main entrance, I saw Luca standing in front of my block. He was pacing back and forth on the concrete, and he had this worried, panicked look on his face which was unusual. Luca was always a big ray of sunshine, th

Eli's POVBy the time I arrived home, it was already night, and long shadows were splayed across our front porch. I stepped through the front door, and realised that the house wasn’t quiet. Instead, the high-pitched sound of chatter and mocking giggles echoed straight from the living room.I walked into the hallway and saw that Nova had two of her friends at the house. They were sitting on the couch, huddled over a single smartphone screen, checking out that picture of Kassidy and laughing. The sound of their amusement made my fists tighten in my pockets. They were tossing their hair back, treating the systematic destruction of Kassidy's life as if it was some cheap parlor trick meant for their entertainment."Look at the lighting on her shoulder," one of Nova's friends jeered, holding the phone higher. "You can tell whoever made it wanted to make sure everyone recognized her immediately."Nova herself did nothing to stop her friends. She was leaning back against the cushions, a sati

Kassidy's POVExam period was fast approaching, which meant that almost everyone was locked in their rooms studying, or were in the library doing research to study further. The house had grown completely quiet—nobody was watching TV programs, or playing heavy music to drown out the sounds of sex coming from their rooms anymore. It had all been replaced by the sound of turning pages and heavy textbooks thudding onto desks. Even the air on campus was filled with a shared panic as finals approached, and the regular student hangouts would empty out by early afternoon.I had made the library my home since I had to make up for some of the tests that I failed. I spent every single morning sitting in the exact same wooden cubicle in the basement, surrounded by towering stacks of legal encyclopedias and binders filled with highlighted notes. My scholarship was dangling by a thread, and I knew that if I didn't get top grades on these upcoming exams, everything I had worked for would vanish. I

Eli's POVI was standing near the entrance of the tunnel and adjusting the straps of my shoulder pads, when I caught a glimpse of Kas and Luca speaking before the game. They were standing near the glass partition, the bright arena lights catching the edge of my oversized jersey on her shoulders. Luca himself was already in his gear.I couldn't hear what they were saying over the roar of the early crowd, but the look of anger on Luca’s face was enough for me to be happy, which was strange. I usually didn't care about his personal life, but seeing him look so completely crushed while staring at my number on her front brought a sudden surge of pure satisfaction to my chest. So I turned around and went to the locker room, where Coach, Marcus, Jay and the other team members were waiting.The locker room was just as loud as the crowd outside. Guys were taping their sticks, stretching out their legs and talking nervously about the match ahead.I stepped into the center of the room, clapping

Kassidy's POVWe went back home and ended up watching a movie in my room that night, spending the night on the bed. After the freezing water of the lake, my bedroom felt incredibly warm and safe. Eli was lying flat on his back with his large frame taking up more than half of my mattress, his arm tucked securely under my head so I could rest against his shoulder. We pulled the heavy quilt up to our chins, the low murmur of a romantic comedy playing on my laptop screen at the foot of the bed, though neither of us was truly paying attention to the plot.It was just our sweet moments. Eli kept running his fingers through my damp hair, untangling the knots the lake wind had left behind, his touch surprisingly gentle for a hockey player."You picked a really terrible movie," Eli murmured into the darkness, his chest vibrating against my cheek."Hey, you're the one who didn't want to choose," I argued back, turning my head slightly to look up at his sharp jawline. "Besides, I think you're se