Best Friend's Kiss, Right?

I've been lying awake in bed for an hour just thinking about Charlotte and I's kiss last night.

It's was slow and passionate.

But hungry and wanting, at the same time.

It makes my body shiver by thinking about it.

Gosh.

I shouldn't feel these things.

She doesn't like you, she's your best friend.

If she's my best friend then why did she kiss me as if I was her lover?

I rub my temples since I feel a headache coming on.

I slowly and carefully get off of Charlotte's bed, careful not to wake her.

When I'm successfully off her bed I make my way out of her room and downstairs towards the kitchen.

-

As I'm eating my bowl of cereal I hear someone walk into the kitchen. I turn my head in the direction that they're coming from only to see Carolina smiling at me.

"What are you so happy about?" I grumble out in my sleepy state

"You had an interesting night last night," she says which causes my cheeks to burn as I think about Charlotte and I's kiss

"How do you feel?" She asks

"How are you supposed to feel when you make out with your best friend of three years?" I ask her with sarcasm evident in my tone

She frowns as she walks towards me and sits down beside me.

"Aspen, you're not the only one freaking out" She says with a meaningful tone

"What do you mean?" I ask

"Charlotte has been freaking out too" she says.

Before I get a chance to respond Charlotte walks into the kitchen looking hotter than ever.

Her long blonde hair is messily thrown over her shoulder.

As she stretches her tank top rises a little which faintly exposes her abs.

Her long tan legs look so-

"Aspen" someone says harshly as they snap their fingers in front of my face which causes me to jerk back into reality

"Huh?" I ask as I look at Carolina who's failing to keep her laughter in

"I asked if you're feeling okay?" Charlotte says with her raspy morning voice

Fuck, the things that voice does to me.

"Yeah, why wouldn't I feel okay?" I ask shakily as I cross my legs, hoping that it'll dull the pulsating in my intimate area

"You recently broke your arm and ribs" she states as she leans her arms on the table which gives me a perfect view of her cleavage

"Oh right" I whisper

I've been so distracted lately that I didn't even notice it.

"I must be a quick healer" I say awkwardly with a shrug

"If you'll excuse me" I say before I stand up and walk out of the kitchen and into the living room.

-

I'm halfway through a random hallmark movie when Charlotte walks into the room with a blanket and hot cocoa.

"You're watching Christmas movies without me?" She asks teasingly as she sets the mugs of hot cocoa down

"Oops" I say with a smile as I shrug my shoulder

Charlotte laughs before she plops down beside me and covers us with a blanket. She leans forward and picks up the mug before handing it to me.

"Thank you" I say as I accept the delicious drink

I carefully wrap my hand around the mug before taking a long sip of the warm beverage.

I hand the mug to Charlotte and she leans forward to set it on the coffee table.

When she meets my eyes she bursts into laughter

"What?" I ask with a confused tone

"You have a foam mustache" she says as she points to my upper lip

I blush as I wipe my upper lip.

"Is it gone?" I ask her

"No, you moved it over towards your cheek" she says

I wipe the area that she mentioned only for her to roll her eyes.

"I'll do it" she says before she leans in and carefully uses a napkin to wipe away the foam

She looks away from my cheek only to look into my eyes as her hand continues to hold my cheek

"Is it gone?" I whisper breathlessly as I continue to look at her eyes

"Yeah" She whispers as she moves her hand to tuck a strand of hair behind my ear

She slowly leans in a little further so that our noses gently graze against each other.

When she senses that I'm not going to pull away she slowly leans in and connects our lips in a passionate kiss.

Seriously, Aspen?!

You've not only kissed your best friend once, but twice!

Both less than twenty-four hours apart.

My mom would be so disappointed in me.

Charlotte gently tugs on my bottom lip which causes a low moan to escape from my throat before she muffles it with her lips.

I reach up and tangle my fingers in her hair before gently tugging.

She groans as she places her hands under my butt and lifts me onto her lap before gently squeezing it.

I gasp as I pull away and glare down at her smirking face.

"The quiet ones are always the kinkiest" she says which causes me to roll my eyes at Charlotte's ridiculous theories

"I'm not quiet nor am I kinky" I say which causes her to raise an eyebrow

"I beg to differ" she says

"Prove it" I say as I cross my arms

She smirks as she moves her hands from my ass to my thighs.

She uses her thumbs to slowly massage my inner thighs which causes my breath to hitch but I hide it so that she doesn't think that I'm affected.

Her eyes slowly trail down the front of my body as she continues to massage the inside of my thighs.

She starts at my neck before she slowly makes her way to my breasts.

I feel my nipples harden when she bites her lip and her gaze lingers on my covered mounds.

Thank god I'm wearing a bra.

That'd be embarrassing if I wasn't.

She continues to slowly trail her eyes down my body until they land on my intimate area.

She slowly starts to move her hands up my thighs at an agonizing pace.

"This isn't turning me on which means that I was correct about" I say with a smug grin but get cut off by Charlotte quickly flipping us over

My back is now pressed flat against the couch and my arms are trapped between us as she leans her elbows beside my head to stable herself. Her smirking face hovers above mine as I bite my lip, partly because I'm really turned on and partly because I'm trying not to moan.

Maybe I am a little bit kinky.

"What was that you were saying about not being kinky?" She asks as she rests one of her knees against my sensitive intimate area

"Fuck" I quietly moan out as I close my eyes and my hips instinctively buck up

I feel Charlotte move before I feel her light breath on my ear.

"You have no idea how hot you look right now," she whispers in a raspy tone

I feel her lips lightly kiss my neck.

"Uh, am I interrupting something?" Carolina asks with an amused tone which causes me to push Charlotte off me in fright

She lands on the carpet with a loud thud which causes me to wince.

That had to hurt.

"Sorry, it was a reflex" I apologize to her as I lean over the couch and look at her glaring eyes

"You'll pay for this" she says before she leans up as if the fall didn't affect her at all

"Aspen, your dad has been calling you for the past ten minutes" Carolina says as she hands me my phone. I thank her before I answer the still ringing phone.

"What do you want, now?" I ask with an eye roll as I stand up and walk into the kitchen

"I remember specifically saying to meet me at eight in the morning on Monday" he says with an emotionless tone

"Maybe I forgot because some of us still have social lives" I say putting emphasis on the words 'some of us'

"If you're not at Mr. Carello's restaurant in ten minutes I'm tracking you down" he says in a threatening tone before hanging up.

I slam my phone on the counter in frustration before I pull my hair in frustration.

"What did he want?" I hear someone say from behind me which causes me to jump a little

I turn around only to be met with Charlotte's body leaning against the doorframe.

"I have to meet him at Mr. Carello's which means that I have to wear something fancy" I say with another eye roll as I cross my arms

"Is it a business meeting?" She teases with a smirk as she slowly makes her way towards me

"Charlotte this isn't funny" I say with a pout as she wraps her arms around my waist and pulls me close to her

"Fine, What do you need?" She asks with a small smile

"Can you please drive me to my house and help me get ready?" I ask her

"I don't know, it might take more persuasion" she says with a teasing tone

"I'll give you a kiss" I say innocently as I wrap my arm around her neck

She looks down at my lips before she bites hers.

She quickly moves her hands down behind my thighs and lifts me onto the counter.

I smirk as she squeezes my thighs.

"You seem to like being between my thighs" I say with a fake accusing tone which causes her to chuckle

"You don't seem to be objecting to it" she says as she leans in a little so that our foreheads are leaning against each other.

I bring my hand down to hold her cheek before I lean in and connect our lips in a hungry kiss.

"Come on guys, we eat on that counter" someone complains from behind Charlotte

"Fuck off" she mumbles loudly against my lips before continuing to kiss me.

"We need to leave now" I say in between kisses

"No" she whines which causes me to smile

I gently push her away by her hips. When she opens her eyes her pupils are dilated and her lips are red and swollen.

"Woah, what did I miss?" Carolina says as she walks into the kitchen only to see me on the counter and Charlotte spaced out

"Nothing" I say with a dismissive hand as I hop off the counter and drag Charlotte out the kitchen by her hand.

-

"What do you think?" I ask Charlotte as I walk out of my bathroom with my dress on

It's a simple black long sleeved dress that stops above my knees. I straightened my hair and paired my outfit with black pumps.

I decided on no makeup since I'm short on time.

"Wow" She says as she blatantly checks me out

I twirl around so that she can get a full view.

"You look stunning" she says as she stands up from my bed and walks towards me

"Thank you" I say with a bright smile

"By the way, have you seem my glasses?" I ask her since I haven't been able to find them ever since we stepped into this house

"I don't know, have I?" She asks as she pulls them out of her jacket pocket

I grab the as I look at her with a gobsmacked expression.

"Where did you find them?" I ask as I quickly wipe the lenses before placing them on my face

"You set them down on the counter before we left but never picked them up" she says with a shoulder shrug

I roll my eyes at her before I grab my purse and quickly shove my necessities in it.

"Can you drive me to the restaurant?" I ask her as I grab my house keys

"Sure" She says as she trails after me.

I can't believe I'm actually going to meet up with this maniac that I call a dad.

-

I walk up to the podium only to be immediately greeted by a waiter.

"Hello welcome to Carello's" he says with a bright smile

"Hi, I'm here to meet Henry Bailey" I say which causes his eyes to widen in fear before he quickly covers it up

"Aspen Bailey, Right this way" he says as he takes a menu from the podium and leads me through the various tables.

We walk into a more secluded area where there's fewer tables.

The waiter stops at a circular booth before setting the menu down and gesturing for me to sit.

I sit down across from my father and immediately pick up the menu.

"Not going to say anything to the man that made you?" He says in a teasing tone

Not this bullshit again.

"Hello Henry" I say without looking up from the menu

"You know that you can call me dad, Aspen" he says matter of factly

"I'd much rather call you Henry" I say as I close my menu

"Now, Now, Aspen. Don't get smart with me" he says in a threatening tone

If you haven't figured it out my dad has minor mood swings.

I'm used to it but it scares the members on his gang.

"Now, Now, father. Wouldn't want to scare me off before you get a chance to tell me what you want" I say just as threatening as I raise an eyebrow

"Fine" He says before he takes a sip of his water.

"How may I take your orders?" A waitress asks as she walks up to our booth and pulls out a notepad

"Can I have a caesar salad and a glass of lemonade" I ask politely

"Of course, what about you sir?" She asks as she looks at Henry

"A medium rare steak with a side salad and a glass of bud light" he says not making eye contact as he reads off the menu

"I'll be bad soon with your orders" she says as she takes our menus and walks off

"Listen to me closely because I will not repeat myself" he demands which causes me to roll my eyes but I listen anyway

"As you know I'm a fifty-five year old guy and I will not be around for much longer," he says

"Maybe if you weren't putting your life in danger then you'd live longer" I say under my breath

"I'm going to pretend like I didn't hear that" he quickly says

"I would appreciate it if you took my place when that time comes" he says

Try to guess what I did.

I laughed.

I laughed as if I heard that funniest news in my life.

I laughed until my stomach ached.

"You're hilarious, Henry" I say as I wipe a tear from my eye

"It's not a joke, Aspen" he spits my name with an eye roll

"Are you insane?" I say as if he's actually lost him mind

He might've.

"I'm only sixteen, I haven't even finished school," I say with an incredulous tone

"Plus why would I want to join something so life threatening and irresponsible" I say but immediately get a weird feeling as soon as it leaves my mouth

"You're right, you wouldn't even survive judging by your broken arm" he says

Ugh.

I can't wait until I can get this off in two weeks.

"Great, glad that we had this discussion" I say sarcastically as I stand up and get ready to leave only to stop in my tracks when my dad says a couple of words.

"I'd watch who I'm friends with if I were you. You'd never know if one of them turned out to be a gang leader."

"That girl that dropped you off was quite the eye catcher" he says which causes me to quickly turn around

"I don't know what game you're playing but I will not be apart of it, Henry" I say before I turn around and speed walk out of the restaurant.

Could one of my friends actually be a gang leader?

No, there's no way.

My dad is just trying to mess with my brain.