Ashley’s pov
I am woken up by the sound of soft knocks on my bedroom door.I was always a light sleeper.I blinked away the sleep from my eyes and focused them on the clock. It was three a.m.
Was something wrong with Blake?
The very thought has my heart pounding as I kick off the covers, flick on my night lamp and get off the bed. I stride towards the door.
I flick the switch on to light up the room then wrench the door open. Blake’s tired eyes greets me. Distress was written on his face like an open book.
“What’s wrong? Are you okay? Did something happen?” I rush out, scanning my eyes over his form.
He lifts his hand to scratch the back of his head. “Sorry I woke you up from your sleep, I’ll just uh-” He points at the back of him, more specifically his opened room.
He turns around to leave but I’m quick to wrap my fingers around his arm and stop him. He stills, not turning to face me.
“What’s wrong Blake you can tell me.” I urged and unknowingly went closer to him until his arm touched my belly.
An image of him caressing my swollen belly suddenly emerges in my head. I sighed. Hopefully this will happen when I finally get the guts to tell him I’m
pregnant.
He turns around, his body heat warming me instantly from the slight chill of the night. He peers down at me and the light from my room allows me to see the emotions playing in his eyes. Something terrified him.
He sighs, looking away from me and settles his eyes on the doorframe. “I think I had a flashback. A flashback from the day I got shot.” He murmurs so lowly that he sounded like he didn’t believe the words coming out of his mouth.
The thought of him getting flashbacks has my mind racing with endless possibilities. Will he start to remember soon?
I grip his arm more firmly and squeeze, urging him to continue. His eyes finally settle on mine and he sends me an embarrassed look. “I ju–st thought that maybe I could stay with you tonight? I don’t want to be alone-”
He chuckles nervously and moves away from my hold. I frown at his actions. “Shit, I sound like a little kid that’s scared of the dark and nightmares. I’ll just head back to my roo-
I don’t let him finish. I grabbed his arm and with strength I didn’t know I had, pulled him into my room, closing and locking the door.
I flicked the light off but the glow of the night lamp still lights the room. I stared at his shocked face and rolled my eyes.
His stuttering and shy act was cute but tonight I needed him to feel comfortable with me. That would be the only way we could get past what’s going on.
I leave his side and walk towards the bed. I reach over and fix the covers while turning to face his still shocked face. “Well aren’t you coming?” I question and settle on the bed.
He looks confused but comes over towards the bed, “Are you always this confusing?”
“What do you mean?” I lay my head on the pillow and turn my body to his.
He settles on the bed beside me and it’s then I realize that he didn’t have a shirt on but didn’t realize earlier that he was almost bare.
only boxers. My mind was so focused on his well being that t
Okay maybe this wasn’t a good idea to have him this close to me with my raging hormones. I finally realized why I had been so aroused by him these few days, I was pregnant. Why hadn’t I also noticed my sudden quick changes of mood?
Chapter 221
He turns to face me. “You were cold to me earlier but now you’re acting like your usual self.”
I smiled apologetically. “I’m sorry I just had something on my
mind earlier. I acted like a bitch when you were trying to have a conversation.
“Was it the kiss at the gym? Did you not like it? Did I move too quickly? If I did, I’m sorry I just couldn’t resist and honestly I’ve been wanting to kms you for days now and-
“Blake?” I asked, cutting him off. I smiled.
“Yeah?” His eyes flicker to my lips and back to my eyes.
“The kiss we shared was amazing, beyond that even. What we shared in the gym has nothing to do with my sudden mood change. “I murmur softly
His eyes darted between both of my eyes, seeking for any lies. “Do y
Do you want
to talk about it?” He suggested.
Do I really want to tell him I’m pregnant now when he just got a flashback? Probably not. I still haven’t thought of a way to share this news with him
anyway.
I give him a soft smile and shook my head.” Maybe not tonight.”
He nodded. I scan my eyes over his features, making sure to not let them drift down to his bare toned chest. “Hey Blake?”
“Yes Ley?”
My heart tightens. I don’t think I’d get used to hearing him call me that name anytime soon.
“Do you want to talk about your flashback? I know it scared you, remembering that horrific day that changed our entire lives.” I murmur.
He sighs, turning on his back and stare at the ceiling. “I could feel everything, from the sand flying into my eyes to the bullet piercing my skull. I was reliving that day like it was happening to me right now. I could still hear their shouts and the gunshots.”
Hearing him speak as though he was in pain made my emotions go haywire, I blinked back tears. Damn it pregnancy hormones.
I cleared my throat, reaching to brush my fingers through his hair. His head turns to face me. I’m shocked by the moisture I see in his eyes, glistening with pain. The light from the lump made it all the more prominent.
“So many of them died Ley, in their own pool of blood. I could still hear their agony as they took their last breath.” He says in a raspy tone.
I sniffled, not even realizing that I had been crying. “I’m so sorry this happened to you Blake. I could only imagine what you feel right now. You didn’t deserve the pain, you didn’t deserve this. I only wish I was there in some way.” I admitted.
“You were.” He murmurs, scanning my features.
My brows furrowed as I wiped the tears underneath my eyes that I didn’t know I was shedding. “I was?”
He nods. “Yeah I took out a picture from my pocket and was pleasantly surprised to see you. You looked like an angel. Beautiful and mesmerizing.”
