Regretting You (Lionheart Academy Book 3) by T. Ashleigh

Author:T. Ashleigh [Ashleigh, T.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2023-06-19T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

Tyler

I don’t sleep.

Despite how badly I want to, I can’t find it in me to close my eyes. I’m worried I’ll wake up and find this was all a dream, or it’ll turn into my worst nightmare and I’ll find myself alone.

Sighing, I roll onto my side, staring at his profile. He looks so boyish in his sleep, so much like the sweet guy he used to be. If I clear my head and just focus on the moment, I can almost believe the last few years didn’t happen.

Almost being the keyword here. I’m so stupid for falling into whatever the hell this is. He’s going to destroy me when it’s all said and done, break me like he did last time. Shaking my head, I sit up and push those thoughts away. He can only hurt me if I let him in, and I won’t. Sex is one thing. But raw, real emotional connection is another and I’m not giving him that side of me again.

Besides, it’s not like this is going to keep going. This was just a fluke. Something we both needed for… closure? Okay, even I know that’s bullshit as I think the words, but how else can I explain this? It’s insanity, pure and simple.

I’m careful not to wake him when I get up from the bed to snag my palette from my desk. Then I walk over to the canvas I was working on before he came barging in. We have a project due for art at the end of the semester where we have to show a reflection of self and I’m struggling to come up with a concept.

I’ve gone through all the things that I feel really show who I am, and the only thing I can come up with is painting. You’d think that’d be easy. Create art with art, but I think it’s what has me struggling so much. I’m putting too much thought into it. Like what kind of art would be the best describe myself?

I look over the stuff from last week and frown because while they’re all done to the best of my ability and I did draw them; somehow they still don’t reflect who I am on the inside.

Adding more paint to the palette, I grab a clean brush and begin to paint. I don’t really have any idea what I’m creating yet, and that wouldn’t be the first time. I just kind of start and let my hands lead me. Always have.

I don’t know how long I stand there, lost to the world around me, but I know I’m not prepared for the feel of lips against my neck. I let out a squeal, dropping my palette to the ground and spin around, preparing to fight despite my being short, defenseless, and naked. Stupidly, I raise my fist, not even really sure if this is the right position, and meet Greg’s wide, startled gaze.

“Fuck!” I shudder and then reach up, dragging my paint-covered hand through my hair, no doubt leaving a bit of white there in the process.

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