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“Yeah, I really do.”
“Why would I do that?”
“I don’t know.” I try to shrug his hand off, but his grip only tightens. “Maybe last weekend spooked you.”
“I’m a grown-ass man. I don’t get spooked,” he says, simply.
“If you’re a grown-ass man, don’t let your stupid son run things when it comes toourrelationship.”
He drops his hand from my arm and takes a step back. I can see the frustration etched across his handsome face. “Kennedy, I am not looking for excuses or letting Jonathan run anything, but you have to understand. I am afather. No, I don’t have cute little toddlers that will color you pictures, but I still have children whose best interests matter. My kids might both be almost fully grown, but whatever relationship I’m in, it can’t hurt them, and it is still absolutely essential that any woman I get serious withlikesmy sons.”
My jaw drops open. I wantso badlyto be mad, but… he’s right.
He’s only being a good dad, and how can I fault him for that? If he had a four-year-old son and was happy to be with a woman who openly hated him, I would think he was an absolute piece of shit.
It’s just that his son is older thanme, so I don’t naturally think about it from that perspective.
“Okay. You’re right. I didn’t mean to call him stupid, he’s just frustrating, and… older than me, so it’s hard to see myself as ever being any kind of authority over him.”
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,histhigh pressed against mine. I want to kiss and cuddle and act like lovers do.
