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Tension fills the room as Jonathan strategically falls silent.

Milo looks back at me, a look on his face I can’t quite place. Is he concerned? Angry? His shoulders look tense as he looks back at his son. “And?” he demands.

Jonathan holds my gaze for a moment instead of his father’s, torturing me with the dread of knowing what he’s about to say.

He’ll give an edited version of the story, of course. He already has. Whether we woke him up or not, he damn sure wasn’t half-asleep when he “stumbled” out into the hall. He was so awake, I don’t even know if he had been asleep yet.

A faint voice whispers that maybe I should take away his power and just cut in right now with the truth. Maybe Milo won’t react how I’m afraid he will. Maybe he’ll believeme, and Jonathan will be the one he punishes.

But what if that little voice is wrong?

How could I ever look at Milo the same way if I found out he wasn’t willing to protect me from his own son?

That’s probably the biggest fear I have about all this. It’s not what Jonathan could do to me, it’s losing Milo, or losing my respect for him because honestly, both have the same result.

He’s the only man I’ve ever been able to count on in my whole life, and I’m not ready to lose that.

I wish I hadn’t stayed for breakfast. I could’ve just told them I had to go, but like an idiot, I thought I could squeeze in a few more minutes here.

I should have known better.

Jonathan finally answers. “And my cock was a little confused, too. She caught me sporting a hard-on. Must’ve been embarrassing because she ran straight to your bedroom without so much as a ‘goodnight, Jonathan’.”

I let out a breath of relief. My ears buzz, I’m so fucking relieved.

“Sorry, little brother,” Jonathan says to Jet. “Didn’t mean to get all up on your girl.”

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. “Jonathanexclusivelyfucks with other guys’ girlfriends.”

Jaw hanging open, I look back at Jonathan. “Are youserious?”

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.

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