Don’t Fall for Your Ex-Boyfriend’s Brother (Magnolia Ridge #5) Read Online Logan Chance

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary Tags Authors: Series: Magnolia Ridge Series by Logan Chance
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Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 56005 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 280(@200wpm)___ 224(@250wpm)___ 187(@300wpm)
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But the truth? I don’t feel that fire, that hunger they all seem to have. I should be excited, eager to take my place alongside them, to be a part of what they've built. I should crave it as much as they do, feel the same rush when they talk about the family name, the power, the influence. But every time I think about it, there’s this weight in my chest, this pressure that makes it hard to breathe. It's like they’ve already written the story of my life, and I’m just expected to step into the role they’ve assigned me without question. But I don’t want it. At least, not the way they do.

I want something different, something more than just being another cog in the machine they’ve spent their time building. Something that’s mine.

I don’t know how to tell them.

I don’t know if I can tell them.

“Hey, Tripp,” Anya says, as I step back into the kitchen.

“Hey,” I say, checking to make sure the next order isn’t ready.

I glance over at Anya and Griffin, shaking my head as they hold on to one another.

“We’ll go over the menu for the party tonight,” Griffin says, smiling.

“If we aren’t too tired,” she replies with a giggle.

“Gross,” I say.

They both laugh, but I don’t join in. I’m incredibly happy they’re disgustingly in love, but it’s not just that. They not only love each other, but they love what they do. Griffin is the head chef at Atta Boy and as if he wasn’t busy enough, he works with Anya for all the parties she plans. If I’m being honest, I’m jealous.

They found their great love. They found careers they adore. And they get to go home to their own place.

I walk out of the kitchen and step outside, letting the sun warm my face as I lean against the building. It’s no one’s fault but my own that I feel this way. If I wasn’t such a pussy, I’d tell my brothers I’m out of here. I’d tell my mom that I need my own place, and I’d go after the only woman who has ever made me weak in the knees.

My eyes are closed as I let the sun shine down on me. I feel someone standing next to me, but I don’t bother opening my eyes. It’s rare to get a second alone in this family, so sometimes you just need to ignore everyone until they make it impossible to keep doing that.

“I wanted to talk to you,” Paxton says.

My moment of peace is gone as I open my eyes and look over at him. “What’s up?”

“So, Hartford and I bought a house, which you know.” Rubbing salt in my wounds, thanks big brother. I simply nod and cross my arms. “Well, I still have the lease on my place for another year and I was wondering if you’d want to take over the lease for me?”

I stand up straight as my eyes widen. “Are you serious?”

He shrugs with a smile on his face. “Yep, you’re the only one left at Mom and Dad’s. I figured you might be ready to get out on your own.”

I hug him and he laughs. “Hell yes. Thank you,” I say, pulling back.

This couldn’t have come at a better time. I will no longer need to hide in my room, worrying that I will be interrupted while I write. I will have the freedom of writing in my own place. A weight that I didn’t even realize I was carrying lifts as Paxton smiles at me.

“I’ll let you tell Mom,” he says, tossing me the keys.

I catch them and shake my head. “Honestly, I don’t even mind. It’s long overdue.”

“I agree and Hartford said once you’re all moved in you should have a housewarming party.”

I can’t pull my eyes away from the keys to freedom. “Yeah, that will be fun.” I lift my eyes to him, clenching the keys in my hand. “Thank you, Pax. You have no idea how much this means to me.”

“You’re my little brother, I’ll always help you out. No thanks necessary.” Before I can say anything, he lifts an eyebrow. “So, what are you doing hiding out here?”

I stare at him and for a second I feel like I should tell him I want to walk away from the brewery and focus on my writing. But the fear of disappointing everyone takes over and I shove the keys into my pocket.

“Just wanted a little air.” It’s not a complete lie.

“All right, well, the place is yours. We’ll get the lease switched over to your name as soon as possible. But I need to get out of here. I have to run to Moore’s and meet Brock.”

Moore’s is the restaurant that Brock’s girlfriend, Willow works at. Her brothers own the place. A bunch of really cool guys. I’ve often hung out with the youngest, Kai. Strangely enough, there are five of them and one girl, just like us. Atta Boy supplies their beer and it’s all kinda in the family on both sides.


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