LOGINAva "Normally . Sure. Because walking around leaking my stepbrother's cum is totally normal." I straightened up, legs wobbly, and shot him a glare. My stomach rolled again, that nausea hitting harder now, but I swallowed it down and forced a sarcastic smile. "You are going to get us both killed one day.""Worth it." He kissed my cheek quick and grabbed his coffee like he had not just bent me over the kitchen counter. Mom came down a minute later, hair wet, chatting about her day, and I sat there nodding along, thighs pressed tight together, feeling him drip out of me while she asked if I wanted eggs. I wanted to laugh and cry at the same time. Instead I just said, "Yeah, eggs sound great, Mom," in the most normal voice I could fake.The day dragged in that weird way where everything felt too loud and too quiet. Jax left for whatever fake professor things he did, texting me dumb shit like "thinking about round four" that made me snort . Evening rolled around and Mom decided to cook a
Ava Jax still had not caught his breath all the way when he tugged me tighter against his chest, his skin hot and sticky against mine, heart hammering like he had just run stairs. "Alright, you asked for the best one," he muttered, voice all rough and smug at the same time, rolling me over before I could even roll my eyes properly. He pressed me down flat on my stomach, yanked my hips up just enough so my ass tilted back toward him, and slid back inside me in one slow push that made my breath hitch so hard I bit the pillow."Shit, Jax," I whispered, because yeah, this angle hit everywhere at once, deep and grinding, like he was trying to remind every inch of me who had been inside me twice already tonight. He did not go fast. He just rocked into me with these lazy, heavy thrusts, hips rolling in circles that pressed right against that spot and made my toes curl up tight. His chest covered my back, mouth right by my ear, hot breath tickling as he talked."Feel that, Ava? So fucking de
Liv I wiped at my eyes because yeah they were leaking again and I hated it. “Fine. Sara. I accept it. Whatever. She’s Sara. But Kacy I’m serious, this resemblance thing is messing me up bad. Every time she cries it sounds like Ava throwing one of her fits when we were kids and I keep thinking what if she grows up and turns into that? What if the poison messed with her too somehow even though the doctors swear it didn’t? I almost died because of my own sister and now I’ve got this living copy staring at me like she’s waiting for me to love her the same way I love Saphira and I don’t know if I can yet. I don't want her to despise me the way I despise my mom. ”Kacy handed Sara back to Zoe quickly so he could grab both my hands and squeeze them tight. His voice dropped lower but it stayed steady. “I know. I saw your face in the ICU. I get it. The poisoning, the way your family just let it happen, the months of you being sick and scared, it’s all still right there. But this kid didn’t do
LivI wheeled back into the room with Kacy pushing the chair and my whole body already starting to feel like it had been run over by a truck twice, and the second we crossed the door the blonde baby was still going full siren mode, that loud piercing cry bouncing off the walls like she owned the place and everybody else better shut up and listen. Zoe had her up on her shoulder doing these ridiculous little bounces while Mia was right there beside her waving a pacifier like it was a magic wand yelling, “Come on you tiny dictator, take the damn thing before we all go deaf, your mama just got back from the dead zone and she does not need this right now.”Mia spotted us first and her face split into this huge grin but then she clocked the way I was gripping the arms of the wheelchair and her eyes narrowed. “Liv you look like you saw a ghost, what happened in the NICU, is the other one okay?” Zoe turned too fast and the baby let out an extra loud wail that made my ears ring and she thrust
Ava We were both grinning like idiots, the tension cracking open into that stupid easy vibe we always had before everything got complicated. I kept my hand right there, pressing a little firmer, and I felt him twitch under the fabric. “And remember the beach?” I said, smirking. “Last summer when we ditched everyone and you got all jealous because that young doctor kept slightly flirting with me? He was like being lovey dovey and you were over there sulking in the sand like an old man. Kept saying ‘he’s too young for you’ while you were literally married. Hypocrite much?”Calder snorted, actual laugh lines showing up around his eyes. “He was hitting on you hard. Kept touching your arm every five seconds. I wanted to drown him in the ocean. And you just kept laughing at me like it was the funniest shit ever. Lovey-dovey my ass, you were torturing me on purpose.”“Damn right I was.” I squeezed a little harder through his pants and watched his face change, that bulge growing right under
Ava.. I decided right there on Riley’s bed, with the ultrasound printout still crumpled in my lap and her hand squeezing mine like she was trying to keep me from floating away, that yeah, I was keeping the baby. No big announcement, no dramatic music playing in my head, just this quiet little click in my chest that said if I bailed now I’d spend the rest of my life hating the version of me that chickened out. Riley didn’t push or cheer or anything; she just nodded once and said “okay then we keep it” like we were deciding on pizza toppings, and that was that. But before I turned into responsible med-school-mom Ava who probably has to start wearing ugly scrubs and pretending she never had a sex life, I wanted one last stupid, reckless, goodbye-to-all-this-shit hookup. Because why not? I was already pregnant, the damage was done, and Calder had been ghosting me for days like a coward, so screw it, I was going to make him give me a proper send-off while I get his hair for this DNA.I g
Ava I woke up at like six thirty, which is basically the middle of the night for anyone with a soul, and my first thought was Noah. Not the organic chem crap we were supposed to study, just Noah. Noah with his stupid soft smile and the way he texted about counting my lashes like a total weirdo. My
Ava He crouched right in front of me, eyes locked on mine like I was the most beautiful, broken thing he’d ever seen. His thumb stayed gentle on my cheek, brushing away that single tear, but his shoulders shook with the effort not to laugh. I was caught completely caught. My fingers were still bur
Ava Two weeks crawled by like they were dragging their feet on purpose, but weirdly enough it felt... good? Chloe had already bounced back home the day after that whole disaster and vanished with her suitcase and Riley followed a couple days later, hugging me so tight I thought she was moving to a
Ava I stared at his mouth too long. Way too long. The way his lips curved up. The little dimple on one side. How his eyes crinkled at the corners. Everything about that smile made me feel warm and stupid at the same time. I wanted to kiss it. I wanted to crawl across the table and just sit in his







