The Sidewalk Where It All Started (A BVB Love series book 2)

Chapter Twelve I'm Tired

 (Ash)

           Closing the door I leaned against it closing my eyes for a minute. Never have I ever been tired of women but now, I was exhausted. Each day I got more and more tired of them. This lifestyle was wearing me down. I don’t want random meaningless sex with some chick I met at a bar, no, not anymore.

            I want to make love.

            Pushing myself off the door I made my way into the living area. Rubbing my face I stopped when I saw Lily lying on the couch. Moving around the couch I saw that she was asleep, but why was she sleeping on the couch? Was there something wrong with her bunk?

            Kneeling in front of her I couldn’t help but smile as I looked at her innocent face. She looked so peaceful. When she’s awake though, it’s as if she has the weight of the world on her shoulders. Is she keeping something from us, yes. If only she told us maybe that weight would be gone.

            Sighing I pushed her hair behind her ear, letting my fingers linger on her cheek. Rubbing my thumb back and forth I was amazed to feel how soft her skin was. With callouses on her hands and feet I didn’t think her skin would be so soft.

            She was hard on the outside, but soft on the inside.

            Closing my eyes I rested my head on the couch and breathed. This girl was doing things to me that confused me. Ever since Andy met Raven something changed in me, and now with Lily, things were different.

            So completely different.

            Standing up I went to the bunk area and got into mine. I couldn’t do it; I honestly couldn’t stay out there any longer. If I had I wouldn’t have been able to fight against the instinct to crawl behind her on the couch and pull her against my chest. To protect her and love her, to be there for her whenever she needed me.

            Biting my lip I turned on my side away from the curtain, away from the temptation that clawed at me. That night, was the worst night of my life.