Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

Chapter 110

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Ashley‘s pov

I closed the door of the fridge using my legs and walked over to the countertop. I huffed placing the eggs, butter and milk down on the surface.

“What are we planning on cooking for breakfast?” Blake questions breezing into the kitchen and makes the beeline for the fridge.

He opens it and takes out the orange juice. I try not to linger on his bare upper body. He seemed to only settle to wear his boxers and no shirt. 1

Was he trying to turn me on, on purpose?

“We?” I question with amusement, pulling out the baking soda and flour out of the cupboard then place them beside the eggs. I turn to Blake scowling when he chugged down the orange juice when I noticed that he hadn‘t bothered to pour it into a glass.

“The last time I made you help me you forgot to add salt.” I pointed out. He moves the box away from his mouth, wipes his mouth using the back of his hand and grins at me. “Oh come on baby it still tasted fucking fantastic.” He boasts, placing the orange juice back into the fridge.

I snorted.” Yeah because I added more flavor to it.” I pointed out, walking over to the cupboard to draw out a big bowl. I turn to Blake and point at the draw closer to him.” Could you take a whisk in there for me?”

brow, smirking.” You’re being extra rude today, where‘s the

It‘s a

to me, handing the whisk. His eyes glinted with playfulness.”Say,

next to the ingredients. I turn my attention back to him

a sweet smile.”‘Thank you my overly sexy, sweet

When my fingers finally got a hold of it, I smirked, “Who’s annoying and

cockiness, why else would you marry me?” He whispers, eyes flashing with mirth. I tilt my head and run

top. He spreads my legs and

my amazing cock?” He asked, amused. I giggled, secretly bringing my hands to the bag of flour that I could easily open with one hand. “Well not only

adorably.” So you only married me for my body?” His tone was

you because I so happen to love your annoying and cocky ass.” I

trails it over his flour face. He drew his hand away and looked down at his hand that now had flour. I hopped off the counter not liking the look in his eyes. He’d definitely get me back but right now I didn’t want to get dirty. I backed away and froze when he lifts his head. “Oh you’re going to pay for that.” He smirks. “You have no idea what you just started.” He chuckles and reaches for the crate of eggs. I lift my

the way when an egg flew towards my face. “Blake, you‘re going to

you first!” He laughs, sending another my way. It splatters on the wooden draw and I cringed dreading

best you could come up with? I really didn‘t want to have to clean

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