Novel & Cerita Bestfriends Shouldn't Know How You Taste

* A few days before * "Popcorn is done and ready to devour." Mirabella, Bailey's best friend, sang as she jumped on the bed which caused some of the popcorn to spew out messily on the covers. Bailey giggled and reached out to pick up the mess of popcorn on the covers. The aroma reached her nose and she wiggled it. "Did half of it burn, Mira? Because I'm only taking in the stench of burnt popcorn." Bailey teased, already knowing that her best friend had burnt the popcorn.

Aiden joined a second later, and suddenly I was sandwiched between two giants who smelled like pine and something distinctly wolf. I was almost suffocating, but at the same time, I felt safe. Warm. “We’ll give you space,” Aiden murmured against my hair. “Time to adjust. I can only imagine how overwhelmed you must be with everything, so we’ll try not to push so hard.” “Thank you.” When they finally released me, Liam was grinning. “Although, now that we’re all friends again, I have an idea.” I eyed him suspiciously. “What kind of idea?”

I stood there, frozen in a daze, the bustling crowd around us fading into a blur. Jax—no, Alpha Fenriz—smiled at me, that confident grin of his sending my heart into a frenzied dance. My mind was still grappling with the revelation that the man I had known as my best friend was, in fact, an Alpha of a powerful pack. It felt surreal, almost like I was living someone else’s life. “Selene?” he prompted gently, tilting his head as if he were waiting for me to respond. I could see the flicker of anticipation in his eyes, and it unnerved me. What was he expecting? I barely even knew how to process what was happening.

I spit out the words awkwardly before instantly realizing I'd shown my hand, "No, not me, my friend..." "Uh..." I braced myself, pondering how to get the words out, "It's like this, I have a friend... She, on the other hand, has a best friend of many years, and this friend of mine has always treated her best friend as a good friend, with absolutely no other feelings..." I paused and saw that Caleb was still listening intently, so I continued, "And this best friend of hers suddenly told this friend of mine that she liked her and that she had to tell her if she loved her or not... what do you think this friend of mine should do?" I hope my words didn't wind him up.

She felt like palming herself on the face she decided that she was going to hold up on any kind of infection or ask him for a while because she didn't even know how to frame her words at the moment and feels like she was just going to end up saying gibberish in the end if he spoke right now so she just spent the rest of the ride looking at her fingers as if she was really not all the answers to her problems in life that have been written on them even though that was not the case and she was just being more awkward by fiddling with him over and over again when she got tired of that she started dragging out her hair until finally her best friend made reference towards her novel and strange beh

" A friend who knows how you taste . It makes me wonder if all your guy friends know how you taste Cleo . " " Stop being mean take that back. " " You are telling other people how you feel about our situation . Instead of telling me . " " Why are you going through my phone?" "Cleo are you serious right now ?" " It's a different dynamic with Marc. " " Then maybe you should have married him instead of me ! " I held my hands in surrender and I walked out of the bedroom. ©#KCMmuoe

I give him a skeptical look. “I don’t know,” he says with a shrug. “It’s a recipe I found some days ago and tried out. Just eat it, or I’ll feed you myself. And trust me, I won’t be gentle.” The look he gives me lets me know he's not joking. I sigh and pick up the spoon again, secretly saying a prayer for my well-being. If I die, let it be known my best friend killed me. I take a small sip. The taste is… tolerable. Not great, but not completely awful... if I ignore the bitter aftertaste. I just have to tell him never to feed this to strangers.

He seems to be much more relaxed with all the other staff. “It has come to my attention that ‘Taste’ is closing down.” He informs her. It is clear that he is trying to keep the excitement from his voice. Taste, is their biggest competition. Ally feels like she has been stabbed in the heart. Not only is Taste their biggest competition but it is also owned by Eric. Eric must be closing the restaurant because he is blinded.

" Mason shook his head. "It's the best." They rolled their eyes at him. "So-called guys, what flavours do you want?" The girls asked. "Chocolate is the best, "Mason and Finn grinned. "Yeah, chocolate is not bad, but strawberry is our favourite and the best." Reese giggled. "Stace, Reese, don't you both think we should give Finn and Adriel some alone time with each other? They haven't had some alone time." Mason said to them. "Yes, I think so too, but how are we gonna do that, Mason?" Stacey asked.

I groaned and relaxed my back on the chair. "But was it that good?" "Do you wanna hear the painful truth?" I grumbled with my eyes closed. "Yeah!" He sat beside me and put his hand across my shoulder. "It's the best I've ever come across," I said. I was pained though. I just confessed that Iris's blood tasted better than that of Zaria's. "You don't mean it!" He exclaimed. "Are you sure you're not being brainwashed to say this? The alpha Finn I know would never say this."