Total pages in book: 145
Estimated words: 140184 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 701(@200wpm)___ 561(@250wpm)___ 467(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 140184 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 701(@200wpm)___ 561(@250wpm)___ 467(@300wpm)
Jet scoffs, sounding entirely uninterested in the whole thing. “Yeah, ’cause you’d never get up on someone’s girl.”
I frown, confused by Jet’s inflection. For all that Jonathan is apparently wearing the mantle of Mr. Propriety when it comes to me, Jet, and Milo, it sure sounded like Jet was being sarcastic.
“I’m sorry, are you saying the unimpeachably wholesome Jonathan Granville has been inappropriate with a girl who wasn’t his?”
Jet laughs shortly. “Yeah, right. Wholesome? Have you met him?” Jet shakes his head, turning his pencil over and erasing something on his notebook paper. “Jonathan exclusively fucks with other guys’ girlfriends.”
Jaw hanging open, I look back at Jonathan. “Are you serious?”
He is not amused that the tables have turned on him. “When he says it like that, it sounds bad.”
“Yeah, it sounds like you’re a fucking hypocrite,” I say without thought.
“I don’t fuck around behind anyone’s back. Only shitty people do that,” he says, trying to knock me back down a peg or two.
Jet shakes his head. “I didn’t mean he’s some cheating manwhore or anything like that. Jonathan’s just not into having his own girlfriends, so he tends to sleep with his friends’ girlfriends, but it’s not deceptive. His friends know and they’re cool with it. It’s usually a three-way situation, isn’t it?” he asks, flicking a gaze at Jonathan.
My mouth snaps shut.
Jonathan’s back to looking smug as hell, arms crossed, leaning against the counter with his gaze trained on me. “Yeah, usually. Once in a while I’m in the mood for solo action, so I haul her away and fuck her myself.”
Now my mouth is dry. “Like… it’s an arrangement you have with one friend and his girlfriend, or…?”
“I’ve done it with a few. Started out by accident. A buddy and I were out with his girl and her friends. We were all drunk as fuck and dancing together. The place was crowded, and we both ended up dancing up on her, her body squeezed between us.”
I swallow, imagining the scene. Loud music, club lighting, bodies pressed too close together on the dance floor.
“We both got turned on, her rubbing her ass on me while he was grinding on her from the front. We ended up double-teaming her in a bathroom stall. She bent over and blew me while he fucked her from behind.”
“This is probably not an appropriate breakfast conversation,” Milo states.
Jonathan slaps his dad on the back. “What? Our little stray’s curious. I’m just satisfying her urge… for knowledge.”
Oh my god.
Jonathan smirks and looks back at me. “Anyway, once it happened that first time, it just kept happening until we were both fucking her on the regular. Sometimes together, sometimes I’d just show up at her dorm after a long night and have her to myself. After a while, they broke up, and he started dating a new girl. She was hot and liked the attention from both of us, so we started doing the same thing with her. I had other friends who knew about it, a couple that were curious and interested in spicing things up with their own girlfriends. They knew I hadn’t fucked anything up between Link and his girls, so they trusted I was a safe playmate to invite to play with theirs. Now, I know who’s cool with it and who isn’t, so if someone has a girlfriend I’m interested in fucking...” He pauses, holding my gaze. “I fuck her.”
My heart sinks.
I don’t know why.
Maybe I do.
I don’t know.
I just know I need to leave.
Dragging my purse closer and dropping Jonathan’s gaze, I murmur, “What an enlightening conversation.”
He shrugs. “You asked.”
“No, I know I did, I just…” I shake my head, still a bit floored. “Don’t they get jealous?”
“My friends?” He shakes his head. “Nah. I’m not interested in stealing their girl, only playing with her. There’s no threat. I’m there for the good time, not the messy emotional shit. If she catches feelings, I cut it off.”
His words leave me feeling hot and cold at the same time.
New questions bubble up in my mind, especially after last night.
I thought what happened in the hallway was purely about intimidating me. Even when I thought he might force himself on me, I didn’t think it had anything to do with desire—maybe a desire to hurt me or ruin me for his dad, but definitely not lust.
Now, I’m a little less sure.
If Jonathan Granville is accustomed to sampling the girlfriends of the men in his life, is it possible that instinct is rearing up now, the first time a woman is being brought into the Granville house? Milo said he hasn’t had any serious relationships since his wife died, and Jet hasn’t had any serious relationships yet, so it stands to reason I’m the first girl either of them have brought around him since he started banging his friends’ girlfriends.