Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

Ashley‘s pov 

He pass his clean hand down his face, still eyes glaring into my soul. When he removes some shaving cream off his nose and mouth, he yells. “Ashley!” 

My eyes widen, smirking I made a beeline for the door. “Clean up and meet me downstairs in ten minutes!” I yelled over my shoulder, then slammed the door shut behind me. I rushed into my roomand locked the door behind me quickly. I whirled around resting my back on the door, sighing. I really am out of shape. I‘m planning to bring him to the boxing gym and I haven‘t been there in years. What if I can‘t even lift a five pound weight? That would be embarrassing. I hummed, biting my lips in thought, lifting my head to stare at the ceiling. This could actually be a good idea, it could certainly jolt some of his memories. Blake loved boxing once and maybe that could be what he needs right now to get back his memories.Nodding to myself I proceed to get ready for today. 

“When you said we have a whole day ahead of us, I really didn‘t think you‘d bring me to a boxing gym.” Blake murmurs, tilting his head to look out of the window. 

I killed the engine, smiling to myself as I remembered the fond memories we shared there. “I thought it would be fun to bring you to a place you loved before losing your memories.” He turns to me. I continued but this time a smirk is now on my lips. “Besides we both are out of shape. Could use some exercises.” 

He narrows his blue eyes, glaring at me. “I haven‘t forgotten how you woke me up this morning, so don‘t add more to your punishment.” He rolls his eyes. 

I raised a brow now amused. Oh how the tables have turned. “Punishment? Do tell how my husband wishes to punish me?” I couldn‘t help the giggles that slipped past my lips. He leans back in the car seat and stared out of the windshield in thought. “Well I haven‘t thought about a punishment as yet. But don‘t worry I will get you back. I could still taste that damn shaving cream.” He made a disgusted face, shivering. 

I laughed, opened the door and stepped out. “Well come on, let‘s go.” I nudged my head to the 

gym. 

We both close the doors simultaneously. I walked around the car

Will you forgive me then?” I asked. I will admit now I felt bad. The taste of

smirks down at me. “Hmmm a banana chocolate

going to punish you.” He

you still won‘t forgive me even when I

He yells over his shoulder

the road and muttering a curse I followed after him. Punishment? I highly doubt Blake would hurt me but still the thought of being punished by him both

eyes. I read too many erotica novels in my high school years. I opened the gym doors and entered. It was different from how it was years back. More workout equipment and the walls now were painted black. Also the boxing ring in the middle of the room was now way bigger than the one before. Austin had upgraded this place. I walked over to Blake who had been standing there, transfixed by the two males boxing in the ring. The way his eyes calculated their moves, the way he followed their movements with intrigue let me know that the Blake before was still

used to be you back in the day.” I smiled softly remembering how happy he always seemed to be whenever he was either training or in a fight. He turns to me, his blue eyes burning at the side of my face. “Somehow I believe you, just by seeing those boys jab at eachother makes me feel connected to this place. I can‘t really explain it but I feel like this was a part of

was.” I turn

one that made me realize bringing him here was the best

we have here, the ‘it‘s complicated couple that later on got married.” A loud boisterous voice

who was already walking over to us. “Are you still not going to let us live this one

shakes his head. “Nah you two deserve all the teasing you get.” When he‘s beside us he pulls Blake into a hug. “You may have not remembered me boy and I am sorry this has happened to you but I‘m happy you‘re recovering. Kinda miss you in the ring, lost a good bit of money when you left.” He joked at the end and slapped Blake‘s back playfully before letting

to me and scowls. “I just turned forty five a month ago Ashley, I‘m not that old.” He grumbles.