Whisky Lullaby: Rock Star Romance, Step-brother New Adult Romance (Tennessee Romance Book 1) by Lexy Timms Page B
Authors: Lexy Timms
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You look exhausted.”
She leaned back against the couch and Logan took the mug from her. He set her legs over his lap. “It okay if we just stay here?”
Logan nodded. Way easier than kicking my roomie out of our room.
Flicking on the TV, he put it on mute and then pulled the blanket from the back of the couch and laid it over Ashley. In the dark of the living room, as the silence of night took over, Ashley was lulled to sleep with Logan’s elegant hum of the melody he had been working out earlier in his head.
Logan, on the other hand, didn’t plan on sleeping a wink.
Chapter 14
Poison and Wine
Ashley mumbled, half asleep when her cell alarm woke her. She reached over and groaned at the soreness in her knuckles as she switched the sound off. Her altercation with Charlie came flooding back and she forced it out with memories of riding with Logan and watching Whisky Lullaby play.
Eyes still closed she did the math and figured she had gotten about four hours sleep. Hopefully Logan had managed to do the same. She nestled in the nook of Logan’s arm and slowly opened her eyes. She smiled up at him as she let out a yawn. Please do not have gross breath.
“Sleeping beauty. I’m glad you got some sleep.” Logan looked as though he had gotten none.
Ashley licked her lips and rubbed her eyes. “Did you get any? Your eyes tell me no.” She slowly sat up, thankful her body didn’t hurt. Aside from a bit of stiffness, she’d be fine.
“A little.” He watched her intently. “We’ve got an hour before we have to be in class for your performance. You feel up to it? I’m sure if we explain what happened it can be rescheduled.”
“For the performance? I’m always ready,” Ashley said calmly. “I’m fine.” She reached out and squeezed his knee. “And I’ll be fine later too.”
“Natural-born performer, you are.” Logan stood and stretched. “The guys are probably still sleeping. Zip and Dale have class with us, but they’ll wake up ten minutes before class starts and sprint over to the junior auditorium.”
“Smart boys.” Ashley considered their late night. If they did that regularly, early morning classes were not going to work. Her stomach let out a ferocious growl. She blinked in surprise.
“Hungry?” A single eyebrow rose on Logan’s forehead and he chuckled. “There’s nothing but stale cereal here, but we can grab something on the way. There’s this food truck worth hitting up.”
“Oscar’s Omelets?”
“Yeah!”
Ashley nodded. “I passed it yesterday and it smelled soooo good! I was running late so didn’t have time to check it out.”
“He makes the best breakfast. More than just eggs, too.”
“All right, let me get dressed, and we’ll go.” She grabbed her duffle bag and headed to the bathroom. She washed her face, glad the cut on her lip could partially be hidden with lip gloss. Her right hand didn’t look very pretty but there was nothing she could do about that. She pulled her dress out of the bag and hung it up as she turned the shower on.
She showered quickly, letting the hot water steam the wrinkles out of her dress. It didn’t really need it. She’d purposely bought this while performing at outdoor Juilliard concerts. It was wrinkle-free and comfortable, while still being elegant. She skipped washing her hair and stuck it into a bun.
Twenty minutes later she was dressed, make up on and a long jacket hiding what she wore underneath. She sort of wanted to surprise Logan with it also.
Logan stood in the living room, freshly changed into a pair of dark jeans and red shirt. His back was to her so she admired the view before stepping behind him and peering over his shoulder.
He had his phone in hand and was searching through his contacts. He typed d-i-c-k-h-e and Ashley smirked when his stepbrother Charlie’s picture popped up.
Logan sent Charlie a text: Touch her again, it won’t be her that fucks you up. It’ll be me.
Logan glanced at Ashley as
She leaned back against the couch and Logan took the mug from her. He set her legs over his lap. “It okay if we just stay here?”
Logan nodded. Way easier than kicking my roomie out of our room.
Flicking on the TV, he put it on mute and then pulled the blanket from the back of the couch and laid it over Ashley. In the dark of the living room, as the silence of night took over, Ashley was lulled to sleep with Logan’s elegant hum of the melody he had been working out earlier in his head.
Logan, on the other hand, didn’t plan on sleeping a wink.
Chapter 14
Poison and Wine
Ashley mumbled, half asleep when her cell alarm woke her. She reached over and groaned at the soreness in her knuckles as she switched the sound off. Her altercation with Charlie came flooding back and she forced it out with memories of riding with Logan and watching Whisky Lullaby play.
Eyes still closed she did the math and figured she had gotten about four hours sleep. Hopefully Logan had managed to do the same. She nestled in the nook of Logan’s arm and slowly opened her eyes. She smiled up at him as she let out a yawn. Please do not have gross breath.
“Sleeping beauty. I’m glad you got some sleep.” Logan looked as though he had gotten none.
Ashley licked her lips and rubbed her eyes. “Did you get any? Your eyes tell me no.” She slowly sat up, thankful her body didn’t hurt. Aside from a bit of stiffness, she’d be fine.
“A little.” He watched her intently. “We’ve got an hour before we have to be in class for your performance. You feel up to it? I’m sure if we explain what happened it can be rescheduled.”
“For the performance? I’m always ready,” Ashley said calmly. “I’m fine.” She reached out and squeezed his knee. “And I’ll be fine later too.”
“Natural-born performer, you are.” Logan stood and stretched. “The guys are probably still sleeping. Zip and Dale have class with us, but they’ll wake up ten minutes before class starts and sprint over to the junior auditorium.”
“Smart boys.” Ashley considered their late night. If they did that regularly, early morning classes were not going to work. Her stomach let out a ferocious growl. She blinked in surprise.
“Hungry?” A single eyebrow rose on Logan’s forehead and he chuckled. “There’s nothing but stale cereal here, but we can grab something on the way. There’s this food truck worth hitting up.”
“Oscar’s Omelets?”
“Yeah!”
Ashley nodded. “I passed it yesterday and it smelled soooo good! I was running late so didn’t have time to check it out.”
“He makes the best breakfast. More than just eggs, too.”
“All right, let me get dressed, and we’ll go.” She grabbed her duffle bag and headed to the bathroom. She washed her face, glad the cut on her lip could partially be hidden with lip gloss. Her right hand didn’t look very pretty but there was nothing she could do about that. She pulled her dress out of the bag and hung it up as she turned the shower on.
She showered quickly, letting the hot water steam the wrinkles out of her dress. It didn’t really need it. She’d purposely bought this while performing at outdoor Juilliard concerts. It was wrinkle-free and comfortable, while still being elegant. She skipped washing her hair and stuck it into a bun.
Twenty minutes later she was dressed, make up on and a long jacket hiding what she wore underneath. She sort of wanted to surprise Logan with it also.
Logan stood in the living room, freshly changed into a pair of dark jeans and red shirt. His back was to her so she admired the view before stepping behind him and peering over his shoulder.
He had his phone in hand and was searching through his contacts. He typed d-i-c-k-h-e and Ashley smirked when his stepbrother Charlie’s picture popped up.
Logan sent Charlie a text: Touch her again, it won’t be her that fucks you up. It’ll be me.
Logan glanced at Ashley as
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