Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste Chapter 117

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Ashley’s pov

When I had been nervously biting my nails and shaking my feet, I was praying for this moment to
come. To see him awake, to be beside him, knowing that he was alright.

But now staring at the door where just one push of my hands I will see him, made me more nervous
than the wait. I have no idea what to expect. Will he act differently than the last time we were in the
hospital? Will he act distant? And the bigger question. Does he now remember

me?

It was fucking nerve-racking, something that wasn’t at all good for the baby. Sighing while staring at the
door, I brought my hands to rest on my belly.

“Wish me luck in seeing your dad. Hopefully he remembers me this time.” I rubbed my still flat stomach
and for a few seconds I ponder if there really was a baby in there. But as I rubbed lower I could feel a
tiny bump that I didn’t realize before and that set my mind at ease.

I need to go for a checkup just to be sure. Now enough of the prolonging and enter the damn room. I’ve
come to the realization that my conscience was a raging bitch but then again she was me.

I wrap my fingers around the doorknob and notice how they slightly tremble in nerves. Sucking in a
much needed breath I twisted the knob and pushed it open, slowly at first then all the way.

My heart leaps when he’s already facing me, like he already knew I was there, waiting behind the door,
scared beyond imagination for his reaction. His blue eyes, as they stared at me intently from where he
lay in bed, gleamed with something that it had been missing for days.



I smiled shyly, nervous but tried to swallow it down as I closed the door behind me with a soft dick His
eyes followed my nervous actions and he smiles. “Hey bambina. What took you so long?”

Barnbina 6

My heart stops for a second, and my brain goes on autopilot. It had been so long that my brain refused
to admit that he called me it I looked at him like what I presume as a deer caught in headlights. The
saying was so chiche yet it described what was happening here right now so perfectly

His sinile broadened and the glint in his eyes shined with so much love that I began to cry. It started as
a small sniffle until my entire body shook as I walked over to his side. Gone are the nerves and in bring
happiness

“Why are you crying baby! I’m not dead.” He jokes and instead of smiling like I would normally do, I
cried more Maybe it was the horinones or maybe I was just lucking happy that he actually wasn’t dead
either way all I wanted to do was be in his arms right now.

When I was by his side, I stared down at him through a blurry vision. Unlike the last time he was in the
hospital, he didn’t have a tube down his throat or bruises painting his face. He only

had an IV attached to his right hand.

He opens his arms as if knowing what I needed right now and grins. “Well, what are you waiting for
bambina?” He teased, opening his arms a little wider. I fall right into them, careful not to be too rough or
drop my weight down on his body.

As soon as his arms wrapped around my body all the anxiety and worry melted away as I tucked my
nose in the crook of his neck and took a whiff of his scent. My tense body literally melted into butter as
he clutched me tighter to him, whispering how much he loves me and how he was okay.



My tears were wetting his skin but he didn’t seem to mind, only brushed his fingers through my hair and
kissed my head. After a few minutes of sobbing that felt like hours, I finally

calmed down to soft sniffles.

“Don’t ever do that shit again.” I grumble clutching the hospital gown they had clothed him in. He
chuckles and the sound makes my insides melt. “It was not my fault baby.” He murmurs.

“You scared me. I thought I was going to lose you and it was all my fault.” I admitted.

He sighs scooting over and literally forcing me on the bed beside him. I tried protesting, afraid that the
doctor would come in and kick me out but of course this was Blake and he always had to have his way.

“I’m sorry I had to put you through this again Ley. I didn’t know seeing your hair and face covered in
eggs would trigger my memory of you in ninth grade. From then on everything just came all at once
and I guess I just blacked out.” He says softly stroking my arm as I hug his torso.

Honestly I was surprised I could fit into the tiny bed with him being huge and all compared to me. But I
guess it helped that I was lying on my side and with one of my legs crossed over his. If anyone walked
in on us like this I’d surely get an earful, no doubt from the doctor.

I moved away from his neck, tilting my head to look at him. The question I had been wanting to ask
from the moment I entered is on the tip of my tongue but I was terrified to know the answer

His eyes drop to stare at me and he smiles. “You know not many girls could make their husband fall in
love with them all over again but of course I should not expect any less from you. You‘re my bambina
after all.”

I smile wanung to cry again. There he goes again calling me bambina, a name he hasn’t called mne in
weeks. He always switched between calling me Ley and bambina but ever since he lost his memories



he only just started calling me Ley again,

Now he was calling me bambina which eases my mind of him not remembering me and lets me finally
grow a pair 10 ask him the question “Do you -” I sigh, finding it a bit difficult to let the words out “Do you
remember me now? Do you remember everything?” I finally managed to speak

He smiles cheekily, places a finger underneath my chin and tilts my head up. My brows furrowed in
confusion until I saw his head coming forward, his lips seconds away from kissing me My eyes fluttered
shut, waiting in anticipation as my heart thuds uncontrollably.

The soft brush feels like electricity and the second just makes me feel the fireworks every cliche movie
portrays. It feels like it had been forever since we last kissed but it was just merely hours ago. But
before things get heated like it always did he pulls away slowly and we both open our eyes
simultaneously.

His eyes spoke the love he felt for me and I was a hundred percent sure mine showed the same. “I’m
sorry it took so long to remember you Ley but now that I have, I am never letting you go no matter what
life throws at us again. I’m sorry for the way I treated you at first, if I could kick myself in the nuts I
would

“I could do that if you want.” I said innocently, cutting him off as I smiled. He chuckles knowing that I
wasn’t serious. 2

“But seeing that you never gave up on me knowing that you were hurting inside fucking made me
realize that I had chosen the best life partner in the world. My younger self knew why he had fallen in
love with you and fuck if I didn’t have you bby my side I don’t think I could’ve been who I am today. It
fucking sucked that I had not remembered you but it made me realize



that even with amnesia I will always be madly and deeply in love with you. So fuck I’d go through that
experience all over again just so I could keep falling in love with you over and over until our last breath.
Because Ashley, I meant it when I said forever.” He spoke with so much honesty that it brought me to
tears. 5

He brings his mouth down to mine, kissing me slowly and pouring all the emotions into the kiss. I was
still crying and when he whispers I love you only made me cry more. “I love you too Blake, always and
forever.” I said honestly.

He smiles on my lips and when he’s about to kiss me again the door opens. We break away and Blake
looks over my shoulder and groans, dropping his head in the crook of my neck. “Such a cock blocker.”
Blake murmurs lowly. I stiffle a laugh.

“You were taking so long in there Ashley we all thought that maybe you guys were making a little Blake
in there. So they sent me over to warn you guys that the doctor will be coming back in a few.”

It was Ryan and his words literally hit me like a bulldozer. Pregnancy. Now that Blake had regained his
memories it wouldn’t be so bad in telling him that he planted a seed in my womb, right? Honestly
keeping it away from him for a few days felt like forever and I was getting tired. Was it even a few
days? Because I honestly can’t remember. 1

I chewed my bottom lip and dropped my eyes to stare at his hair. “We already have, no need to try
again.” I was surprised at how loud my voice was. It also didn’t quiver which made me happy. I just only
hope they could take the hint.

Blake’s head lifts and his eyes peer at me in shock. Oh shit did I trigger him again? His eyes scan my
features then they drop to my stomach. His shaky hand comes to rest on my stomach and his eyes
blink until there are visible tears being held back.



“You’re pregnant?” His voice is so low, so timid and filled with emotion that I couldn’t help the sob that
escaped my mouth as I nod.

“Shit you just made me the luckiest husband in the world baby.” He croaks out and comes to kiss me
with so much passion that my toes curl.

“Holy shit! Little Ash is pregnant?” Ryan shouts beyond shocked. 2

Blake pulls away and kisses my nose, while rubbing my stomach. “You have no idea how fucking
happy I am. Such an amazing surprise to wake up to after regaining my memories.” He whispers,
pecking my nose again. “Have I told you how much I love you?” He asked. I nodded, smiling happily.
The weight of not telling him lifts off my shoulder. “You have a couple times but I don’t mind hearing you
say it again.” I admit, biting into my bottom lip. He grins, pecking my lips this time.”Then I will have to
remind you everyday until our last breath.”

“I’d love that.” I smiled.

“Ace couldn’t your son wait until my daughter was thirty to impregnate her?!” My father’s voice
grumbled as they all entered the room. I wince. I guess the cat was now out of the bag.

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