Hard to Resist by Shanora Williams

Author:Shanora Williams
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2013-02-11T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

Soft music floods through the speakers as Nolan and I lie on our backs on my bed. It actually feels nice doing this. No touching, no kissing, no sexual feelings . . . just peace. As of now, the song I Never Told You by Colbie Caillat is playing. Listening to the lyrics seriously reminds me of Bryson. I hate the fact that I’m thinking about him, especially while I’m with Nolan. I’m seriously glad that he can’t read my mind. He would probably be pissed.

“So, you write?” Nolan asks as he reaches a hand over to grab mine. His fingers caress the skin on top of my hand. His touch feels satisfying. It lets me know that I’m not alone.

“Yeah, sometimes.”

“When can I see?” His head turns to look at me. I turn and face him and stare into his mellow grey eyes. The fact that he’s so humble really makes me adore him even more. I can tell that he actually wants to be here and that it’s not forced.

“I don’t know. You would probably freak if you saw what I wrote.”

He chuckles as his thumb strokes my knuckles. “You would freak from the lyrics of my songs so I guess we’re a match.” Adjusting against the bed, he props himself up on his elbow but he doesn’t release my hand. “How about we make a deal.”

Sighing, I sit up with him while placing my cheek in the palm of my hand with my elbow propped up as well. “Okay. What is it?”

“You show me your poems and I’ll sing a song for you.”

My face lifts but as I think about the power that is within the words of my poems, my face falls to a slant. I would love to hear Nolan sing for me. He has a beautiful voice but I’m not really ready to show him how I feel. “Nolan—”

“Ah, I’m not done,” he says with his finger placed against the fold of my lips. “The song that I sing for you will be a song that I wrote about you last night. And I promise that this one isn’t about soul-stealing or breaking hearts.”

“You wrote another song about me?” I ask as my heart warms up delightfully and my lips stretch to smile.

He nods. “Yup. I think you would love it . . . but I’m only singing it if you agree to let me read them. I think reading them will give me a little depth as to what you’re going through.”

“How so?”

“Because I write as well, Natalie. Every song that I’ve ever written is from what I’ve felt. Whether it’s pain, heartache, happiness, or just feeling somewhat complete, I write it down. I know that you have something in them that will help me get a better understanding of what you’re really going through. I can tell that you don’t like talking much about your past.”

“Yeah, because the past is just what it is. The past,” I breathe. “I don’t like thinking about it.

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