Blurred Lines – A Forbidden Romance Read Online Jenika Snow

Categories Genre: Erotic, Forbidden, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 32347 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 162(@200wpm)___ 129(@250wpm)___ 108(@300wpm)
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Although she’d tried to reason with her friend, explaining why making out with a guy she didn’t know, and one in college and probably way more experienced, wasn’t the best idea, Marie hadn’t been drunk and knew what she was doing.

Looking down at her cell, Lyric saw it was only going on eleven, still early party wise, but she was done with this scene. It wasn’t for her anyway, and she had only come because Marie had talked her into it.

Her bed was sounding nice right about now, and with her dad and stepmother gone for the weekend, and Landon here, probably going to be passed out before the night was over with, she’d have the whole house to herself.

Looking up and scanning the crowd again, she tried to see if she could spot Landon. Since seeing him show up she’d been looking for him, but once he’d gone into the kitchen and disappeared she hadn’t seen him again.

It was probably for the best. Even after they’d left school that day and spent a few hours together, it wasn’t like their relationship drastically changed.

In fact, aside from a few conversations here and there, and of course that shower incident where he’d been in nothing but a towel far too small for his huge frame, they’d not talked.

God, him in a towel…

Yeah, she was sitting here alone, blushing, and thinking about Landon in that towel, his hard muscles on display and splatters of water on his chest.

Lyric knew her desires for Landon weren’t right, knew that nothing would ever come of them. Their parents would be horrified, and people would think they were sick, twisted, because of what society deemed as taboo.

Or maybe it was just the whole bad boy thing he had going on? Maybe that’s what turned her on so much? No, it’s something more, something deeper. Landon has more to him than what he shows everyone.

And then she saw him through the kitchen window, the porch light illuminating his big form as he stood there drinking a beer. He was so much larger than many of the other guys, so much more muscular.

People didn’t know him, didn’t understand him, and aside from Devon and a few of the other assholes in the school, people tended to stay away from Landon.

The fact he was only eighteen, but looked like he had a lifetime of experience, turned her on even more.

Standing and pushing all thoughts away from Landon, she headed over to where Marie was. For a second she didn’t know if she should interrupt, but then again if she didn’t she’d be here all night.

“Marie,” she yelled out. It took another few tries, but finally the guy that was dry humping and mouth screwing her friend pulled away. Marie looked at her, her mouth red and glossy, and Lyric couldn’t help but grimace at the sight.

“You okay?” Lyric asked. Marie grinned and nodded.

“I’m good,” Marie said, her voice clear, her face not showing any signs of being drunk, although she’d known Marie hadn’t been wasted when she started making out with the guy.

“I’m going to get some water and head home,” she had to shout out. They’d driven separately for this exact reason, and although Lyric had a few beers, she was fine to drive.

“What?” Marie said, but it wasn’t because she couldn’t hear Lyric. She pushed the guy away from her, but he didn’t stray from her. “You’re leaving? It’s early still.”

Lyric shrugged. “I’m not having a lot of fun, and as entertaining as it is to watch you make out with him,” she tilted her head to the frat guy, “I am also tired.”

“Then I’ll go home, too.”

Lyric shook her head. “You’re having a great time.” She grinned. “I mean unless you want to go home?” Lyric asked, not sure if Marie wanted to get away from this guy and didn’t have the chance.

Marie looked over at the guy and grinned. “I don’t want to, but that doesn’t mean I want you to leave by yourself either.”

“I’m good, Marie, really. You stay and have fun, and text me when you get home.”

They hugged, and Lyric went into the kitchen for a bottle of water. Once she pushed her way out of there, bottle in hand, she headed out the front door.

She stood there for a second. At the front of the house a bunch of people still congregated outside, smoking. But mainly everyone was inside or out back. The house was kind of out in the middle of nowhere, so the threat of neighbors calling the cops wasn’t too bad.

She reached into her pocket for her keys, and before she knew what was happening someone grabbed her around the waist and was pulling her toward the side of the house.

She opened her mouth to scream, but a hand was slapped over it, having fear rise up even harder in her.


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