ETHAN'S TOUCH (III)

Chapter 3 Lila's Pov I lay wide awake beside Jason, staring at the ceiling, my body tense and restless. The room was too quiet, too still, and my thoughts wouldn’t stop spinning. I turned my head to look at him. Jason was sleeping soundly, his back turned to me, his breathing deep and even like nothing in the world could disturb him. I shifted closer, needing his warmth, needing something to hold onto. My hand slid over his stomach as I pressed my chest against his back. “Jason,” I whispered softly. Nothing. He didn’t move. “Jason,” I said again, a little louder this time, shaking him lightly. Still nothing. Frustration and hurt pricked at my chest. My body ached, throbbing with a need I couldn’t calm, but he just lay there, completely out, completely unaware. I wanted him to wake up, to turn to me, to touch me like he used to. Maybe if he touched me, maybe if he kissed me, I’d forget everything that happened in the kitchen earlier. Forget Ethan’s hands on me. Forget Ethan’s mouth on m