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Jonathan Granville is a carbon copy of his father. He has the same pitch black hair, though he styles it a bit differently. The same sculpted cheekbones, and a jaw that could cut glass. His eyes are ice blue like his dad’s and set beneath the same deviously curved, bushy black eyebrows.
Jet has a lot of the same features, but they all look softer on him. His hair’s a little longer, and so is his nose. The blue of his eyes is a bit softer with the tiniest hint of green. He’s gentler than the other two, and it’s easy to see just looking at him.
I don’t know if Jonathan clutches women by the throat or slams them into walls before he uses them for his pleasure, but he has enough of his dad’s vibe that I bet even the normally sane ones would let him.
His gaze meets mine for a couple beats, and he nods in greeting. “Hey, Kennedy.”
I lower my gaze and shuffle my feet a bit awkwardly. “Hey.”
Since this is his house and he’s comfortable here, he looks around, gets the gist of what’s going on, and then jokes, “I see how it is. You guys are having family dinner with her now.”
He’s only joking, but my face heats a bit, anyway. “Actually, I should probably be getting home. You can have my sandwich if you want, I haven’t touched it.”
Milo frowns at me, but I don’t look at him too long because I don’t want him to change my mind. I go over to Jet’s robot station and grab my purse.
“Are you sure?” Jet asks.
“Yeah, you can totally stay,” Jonathan assures me, smiling faintly to let me know he meant no harm. “I was just joking around. I ate while I was out.”
“No, I know.” I shake my head as I slide the purse strap over my shoulder to let him know I didn’t take it that way. “It’s fine. Um… you’ll have leftovers then.”
Seeing I’m nervous, Jonathan smirks. “Kennedy. Stay and eat the damn sandwich.”
I waiver, but only for a fraction of a second, then I shake my head.
The last thing I need istwo of themthinking they can boss me around.
“No. I’m gonna go,” I say, nodding more to reassure myself that I’m sure than to convince him.
Jet was about to sit down and start eating, but now that I’m fleeing before dinner, he follows me to the door. He already snapped a couple of photos of me relaxing on his couch while he did robot crap, so he has the social media stuff he needs for his Brylee mission.
“He really was just joking,” Jet assures me.
“I know. I’m not offended, I promise.”
He seems relieved. “Okay, good. So you’ll come back?”
“Yeah, of course. Probably not tomorrow or anything. I need a break, and it’s natural for people not to see each other for a couple of days when they’re dating. We want her to think you like me, not that you’re obsessed with me.”
“That’s true.” He considers it for a moment, then nods decisively. “You’re right. We’ll take a couple of days off. How’s Friday night? You can come over and we can do a movie night or something.”
“Just the two of us?”
“Jonathan probably won’t be here, he’s always out on Friday nights.”
But Milo will be here.
He doesn’t say it, but it sounds that way.
I don’t ask this time. I don’t want to draw too much attention to my concern over whether or not his dad will be around when I come over.
Since I’ve experienced movie nights with Milo at our apartment when he was dating my mom, I’m not totally sure he’ll behave himself if I come over to watch a movie with him and Jet.
But I’m not totally sure I want him to, either.
“All right.” My heart speeds up a little when the words slip out of my mouth. “I guess I’ll see you Friday night then.”
Jet smiles, and my heart feels light and nervous at the same time.
