More Than Enough by Ashley Johnson Read Free Book Online Page B

get louder and the last thought I had before he made love to me was, well guess I’ll be up a little longer. He could torture me anytime he wants. If this is torture, sign me up. That was perfectly ok with me.

 
     
    Chapter 4
    Luke was sound asleep next to me. The moonlight coming through the window made him look so peaceful. Like an angel. I really wanted to be asleep, especially after the amazing sex we had tonight, but I just kept tossing and turning. I tried lying on my side; usually I sleep so well that way because Luke holds me. That didn’t work. I tried my stomach and then my back. When neither of those worked I just kept flipping every way I could try to be able to rest. Trevor’s words kept playing over and over again in my head no matter how many times I tried to push them back.
    “We were amazing together. We can be that way again. I love you. Taylor and I aren’t going to work. These past few months have been miserable. Call me we can work something out. If you were really her friend you would suck it up and do it.”
    I didn’t want him to be able to affect me but I couldn’t help it. He really did no matter how hard I tried to fight it. In the worst kind of way. And I hated it. So much. The tears that I held back at The Lounge sprung back and I silently let them fall. I hated Trevor for making me begin to doubt my decisions. Why did he have to say those things to me? Why did he have to smile? It was bad enough I had to see him tonight. He should have never said anything to me. Sometimes silence is golden, doesn’t he know that? Ugh. Should I not have sent him away that night he was in my room? Could we have worked through his fuck ups and gotten back to where we were? Could I have forgiven him? Dammit, I missed him. I can’t believe I just admitted that to myself. Why did I miss him? He hurt me so bad, in the worst way. I probably shouldn’t have moved on as fast as I did, but everyone is different and well this worked for me. Luke came around at the best time he could. Who knows what would have happened to me if he hadn’t? I’d probably be just another alcoholic throwing pity parties in the bar. That or I’d be nothing but a train wreck destined to keep crashing over and over again. I cried silently for another few minutes then wiped my cheeks with the bed sheet and then made a vow. Trevor James would not affect me anymore. His memory would continue to be pushed back. I was in love with Luke. He made me happier than I’ve ever been in my life.
    I glanced over at the clock and it was 4am. I groaned and rolled over on my side, grabbing Luke’s arm to wrap it around me. I needed to feel him with me. He held me tight and whispered he loved me. I whispered it back and finally was able to doze off.
    The smell of bacon and biscuits filled the bedroom. I looked at the alarm and it was now 9am. Geez. I was still exhausted. Once I finally fell asleep I actually slept better than I do most nights. I needed more sleep though. I groaned and climbed out of bed. I grabbed a shirt of Luke’s that said ‘Grandma loves my tats’ and threw it on. My morning breath was pretty rank so I made my way to the bathroom to brush my teeth. I grabbed the Listerine and swooshed some around my mouth to complete the job. There, that felt much better.
    Luke stood shirtless in the kitchen cooking the last of the bacon. Halley and I had decided the first time we saw ‘Magic Mike’ that breakfast was definitely our favorite meal of the day. Seeing Luke shirtless in the kitchen confirmed what Channing Tatum told me. I loved Luke’s tribal tattoos across his back. I sauntered over towards him being as quiet as I could. Clumsy me stubbed my toe on the kitchen chair because I wasn’t paying attention and went stumbling into the table. A few choice words flew out of my mouth, none a mother would approve of. Good thing I didn’t care what my mother thought most of the time. Dammit that hurt. Luke turned away from the stove