LOGINSince I can’t drink alcohol, I decided we can do some mocktails. I tried a few recipes from You-Tube and they turned out great, so I want to make some for Lilly.I grab a cart and make my way inside, already mentally listing what I need.I’m just about to get in when I glance toward the café adjacen
My phone buzzes as I step out of the car. I put it against my ear, balancing it between my shoulder and cheek and answer it while I grab my bag.“Please don’t tell me you’re late,” Adrian says, his voice warm and amused.We’d talked yesterday, and I’d told him I’d be getting my cast off today. He sa
NOAH.The house is quiet after Adrian and Gunner leave.Their laughter still echoes faintly in the walls, like an afterimage, but it fades quickly, leaving something heavy in its place.I stand there for a moment longer than necessary, glass still in my hand, staring at nothing as Adrian’s voice loo
“Don’t fucking finish that sentence,” Noah warns.“—but it’s about her,” Gunner finishes unapologetically. “And that’s a fact.”“Facts my ass.”“Look,” I say calmly. “You might not want to with your feelings, but until you do, you’ll just keep spiraling.”Noah glares at us, then exhales slowly. “All
“Are you sure you’re five?” Gunner teases.She laughs, rolling her eyes dramatically. “Of course I am.”She’s about to continue when footsteps interrupt her.“It’s time for bed, Nova.”Noah steps into the room, Nolan at his side, wearing the same serious expression he always does.“Can’t we stay a l
AdrianBoys’ night is a lie.It’s never about the games, never about the drinks, and definitely never about “just catching up.” It’s about sitting in a room with other men who know too much about you and waiting to see who cracks first.Tonight, it’s at Noah’s place.“Uncle Adrian!”Nova’s small bod
Adrian asked if four o’clock worked, and since I had nothing planned. I agreed.Now I’m standing in front of my mirror, trying to decide if I look like a woman going for casual coffee with a friend, or a woman who is trying too hard not to look like she’s going on an actual coffee date.The twins ar
“What about me?”“Tell me something not stressful or sad.”He laughs, running a hand through his hair. “Well… I like cooking, but I’m terrible at following recipes, so everything either turns out amazing or inedible.”I grin. “That’s adorable.”“I’ll let you try the edible ones someday.”Heat blooms
Brook.I stand in the middle of my room, shaking from humiliation. From the sting of his eyes when he looked at me. From the way he dismissed every word I said for her.This was what I was afraid of. That the more they’re in proximity, the more Noah will gravitate towards her. That Chloe and I did e
Sierra. I wake up feeling disoriented, like I’ve been dropped into someone else’s dream. The sheets smell different and it takes a few seconds before memory clicks back into place. I’m in Noah’s house. For a moment, I just lie there, staring at the unfamiliar ceiling, my mind wandering back to yes







