Resisting Mr. Granville – Blurred Lines Read Online Sam Mariano

Categories Genre: Dark, Forbidden, Romance, Taboo, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 145
Estimated words: 140184 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 701(@200wpm)___ 561(@250wpm)___ 467(@300wpm)
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He cracks a smile. “You don’t have to be an authority over him, but I do need you two to get along, and that’s not going to happen if he has it in his head we’re sneaking around behind Jet’s back. I know it’s strange, and this is one of the problems with us. We’re in completely different stages of life. Sexually, we might be completely compatible, but when you take it beyond that… It gets much more complicated.”

I don’t think that’s entirely fair or accurate.

It’s more than sex that draws me to Milo. Sure, that’s part of it. He’s immensely sexy and I’m incredibly attracted to him, but not just because his body is gorgeous and he has a way of turning me on like no one ever has.

He makes me feel… safe. Like I have somewhere to go in a cold, lonely world, and I’ve never had that before. I like hanging out with him whether or not we have clothes on.

And I’m not going to let Jonathan ruin it just because he thinks he’s some kind of gatekeeper of relationships in the Granville house.

But Milo is right. He can’t have us at each other’s throats if he’s going to get serious about me.

Is that even a thing he’s considering?

We haven’t talked about it, but I hope he is.

I look down, unsure what else to say.

“I promise I’m not looking for an excuse, Kennedy. I do like you. I just need you to be patient.”

I get a lump of nerves in my throat just asking, but it bubbles up inside and I have to. Raising my gaze to his, I ask, “Will you sleep with me tonight? Please.”

I just want him to hold me. I want to feel his strong arms wrapped around me somewhere I can feel safe and assured that he won’t let outside forces wreck this thing between us.

I can see the answer on his face before he even opens his beautiful, stupid mouth and says, “Kennedy…” in that trailing off way that means no.

I won’t make him say it.

“Forget it.”

I wish I could tell him I’ll just go home, but the unfortunate truth is I would rather sleep sad and alone in his bed than go home to mine.

I storm back to the living room before he can say another word, then I drop onto the cushion between Jet and Jonathan.

Jet glances over at me, noticing my displeasure. “You okay?”

I force a mask of reassurance over my true feelings and give him a little nod. “Yeah, I’m good.”

Milo walks back in a moment later. Seeing him sit alone on the other couch gives me a twinge of sadness. I don’t want to be over here with his sons. I want to be over there, curled up with him. I want his hands on my legs, his thigh pressed against mine. I want to kiss and cuddle and act like lovers do.

I want him, and he’s never felt more out of reach.

Jonathan leans over. He whispers, but there’s malice in his tone. “Stop pining for him, stray. It’s pathetic.”

Fire ignites inside me and I glower at him with all the hatred I’m currently feeling. “Fuck off, Jonathan. Mind your own business.”

My anger doesn’t bother him. He smirks like he enjoys it. “My family is my business. You’re the outsider here, not me.”

I shake my head, crossing my arms over my chest and fixing my glare on the TV.

I hate him so much.

But, like with his father just a moment ago in the kitchen, I think what I hate the most is that he’s right.

Chapter thirteen

Milo

The couch is fucking cold tonight.

Maybe it’s because I can’t stop picturing Kennedy snuggled up in the warmth of my bed. I hate passing up an opportunity to sleep with her as much as she does, but there was no way we could get away with it tonight. Not with Jonathan here.

Generally, Jonathan is preoccupied with his own life and doesn’t butt into mine, but he’s taken a special interest in making sure I’m not fucking his little brother’s girlfriend.

Which I suppose is fair.

If I had Kennedy’s goddamn phone number, this would all be a lot easier. I’m not looking for an excuse to push her away like she accused me of earlier tonight. If anything, I’m holding on when the decent thing is probably to let her go.

I don’t know how we can have any kind of future together in real life, and I don’t want to further damage her.

I still have every intention of fucking her, and the uncertainty of our future won’t stop me any more than my son’s potential interest in her, I just have to figure out how to navigate this situation with those obstacles in the way. They aren’t small obstacles, and I don’t want either of them to get hurt.



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