Sweetest Obsession Read Online Lucy Darling

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Insta-Love Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 33691 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 135(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
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“I can take her. It’s no big deal. I was going to be heading out for the morning anyway.” I move to come stand at the kitchen island.

“The party planner will be here any minute,” Grant reminds Grace.

“Right. I’m sure she can wait while I take Molly to school.”

“I can take her,” I say again. “It’ll give me a chance to get to know my new stepsister.”

“Are you still picking me up, Grant? For driving practice?”

“Honey, we have the final fitting today. The seamstress will be here right after school.”

“Right. Then I can ride home with Emily?”

“Yes, she should be heading home right after school too.”

“All right. Then I guess that’s all settled.” Molly takes a bite of her croissant while her mom leaves me with a hard glare filled with warning. Up until now, Grace has been almost overly nice to me. I can’t blame her. I was a dick and cold to her. I’m sure she thinks I’ll be the same with her daughter. And she might grin and bear my bullshit, but I can tell she’s not going to put up with any when it comes to Molly.

Honestly, when it comes to women, that’s all I really know how to be. The only exclusion to that is Emily. I’m in new territory and have no fucking clue what I’m doing.

“I’m ready whenever you are,” I tell Molly. She picks up her orange juice and finishes it off before slipping out of her chair. Her mom gives her a kiss on the cheek before she finally turns to give me her full attention for the first time today.

Fuck, she’s stunning. It’s not in a flashy way. It’s soft and all her. “Ready?” she says. I realize I’m standing there staring at her.

“Yeah,” I reach up and undo the top button of my shirt. She follows me out to the garage. I grab the keys off the hook for the Land Rover. I go around to the passenger side and open the door for her.

“Ah, thanks,” she says in surprise, slipping into the car. “Seat belt,” I tell her before shutting the door. When I get into the driver’s seat, the sweet smell of honey fills my lungs. Is it her shampoo? It could be lotion or possibly just her natural scent. Whatever it is, it only makes her more appealing to me.

The silence in the car lingers as I pull out of the driveway and through the gates. “The fitting for your dress is today?”

“Yes.” She stares out the window, not giving me any more of an explanation than she has to.

“Going to that party tonight?” I try again, wanting to know more about her. That gets her attention. Her head swings around.

“I don’t know.”

“West seemed rather persistent.” It’s hard to keep the edge out of my voice. I roll to a stop at the light. My gaze drifts back to her. The skirt of her uniform has risen up her thighs. I can’t help but think about pushing it up farther. My cock jerks, but my irritation only grows. Does it do that when she’s at school and she sits down?

“You shouldn’t read people's phones.”

“And you should be more careful.” I reach over and pull her skirt back down. My fingers graze her inner thigh. Her mouth falls open. I’ve surprised her. Hell, I’ve shocked myself.

7

Molly

Every time I sit down now, I can’t help but check my skirt. Asher’s touch still lingers, and it was hours ago. I’d been so damn shocked we’d ridden the rest of the way in silence. He barely pulled up to the school and I was jumping from the SUV. I’d been so pissed at his words and actions, but I’d also been turned on. I press my thighs together, thinking of it all over again.

What is going on? I don’t understand this man, but I swear whenever I looked his way, he was staring at me. All through dinner, and then again this morning. I can’t step outside my room without him being there. I really don’t get him. He’s hovering but then seems to be annoyed when he has to be around me. Why even bother offering to drive me? None of it makes sense.

“Yo.” West drops down in the seat in front of me in my Chem II class.

“Hey.” I give him a smile, checking the clock on the wall.

“Are you coming tonight?”

“I’m not sure.”

“You’re terrible at texting.” He drapes his arm across my desk.

“Been studying, and there is a lot going on at home.”

“That’s right. There’s a party at the Scores’. I heard my parents talking about going. I might swing by.”

“Yeah, I think it’s going to be pretty big.”

“Class is dismissed,” Ms. Quinn announces at the front of the room.

I grab my crap. “I’ll walk you out.” West stands, waiting for me. “I really want you to come tonight.”


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