Endless - Prologue
ENDLESS
Prologue
I burrow into my delicious rocker’s side and breathe in his manly scent, a mix of leather and grapefruit body wash. I reach up to carefully brush a long, chocolate-brown wave from Tyson’s full lips while he sleeps deeply.
His long, silky hair cascades over the pillow; his square jaw is covered with the beginnings of a beard because he hasn’t shaved in a few days. It makes my sweet rocker look slightly dangerous.
Gazing at the three small scars nearly hidden in his thick, dark eyebrows, I still can’t fathom how tough his childhood was and how anyone could hurt such a beautiful soul.
My breath hitches. I try to memorize everything about him, to soak in every detail of my gorgeous man because I know I’m about to hurt him.
Which destroys me.
When I trace my finger over a smattering of his rough stubble, he sighs in his sleep and pulls me in even closer. I hold him tightly too. Rest my head on his lithe but defined chest. Grip his hip, careful not to rouse him.
I wish I could gaze into the pools of his deep-blue eyes one more time.
If only I didn’t have to leave him.
But, I do. I’m moving to Bellingham to embark upon my new normal. Living with a roommate in a dorm so I can work toward my college degree in social services.
Ty’s leaving too. His band departs for their first tour in a few hours. He’ll be traveling cross-country in a small van for six months. It’ll be grueling enough for him to spend long hours in such cramped quarters without the added weight of heartbreak.
The least I can do is let him get some sleep now.
So I lay for as long as I can against my love and listen to his heartbeat. My mind is a hamster wheel. Second-guessing. Third-guessing. Then—resolved.
I’ve been asked by possibly the most influential person in his life to do something for Ty. As much as I don’t want to, they convinced me breaking things off now is the right thing for Ty’s future.
But it doesn’t make it any less devastating.
When my tears wet his chest, I know it’s time to go or I’ll wake him. He’ll try to talk me out of what needs to be done.
So, while my heart seizes in agony at the thought of never seeing him again, it’s time for me to go.
Even if I’m not sure how I’ll survive.
I have to set him completely free, without any ties to me, so he can embrace his shot at fame.
Maybe someday Ty will understand why I left him.
Maybe someday he’ll forgive me.
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