Date = 13 AprilPlace = San Francisco (UCSF Medical center)POV – AriaTrust.If you look it up in a dictionary it will probably read something like a firm belief in the reliability of someone. A single word that’s difficult to achieve in either case – whether earning it or giving it. And once it’s lost, it’s probably the hardest thing to get back.Trust. But why is it so hard for me to trust Enrique?But I know the answer. It’s not really about trusting him, it’s about my own feelings. Feelings I’m not supposed to have.I lean against the wall just outside the entrance to the cafeteria, taking deep breaths to attempt to restrain my composure before going inside to buy some coffee. Coffee I don’t really need.Once again I stare at the news Brian made me aware of … photos of Enrique’s arms around Amanda … her head leaning romantically against his shoulder with a big smile. Photos that are shattering Twitter since Amanda posted them with the caption ‘a great morning after a beutifull nig
Date = 13 AprilPlace = San Francisco (Black Dragon Club)POV - Enrique“Two drafts,” I order some beer for Damion and myself as I watch my brothers downing what must be the seventh or possibly the eighth glass … this time it appears to be bourbon. The guy behind the counter gives me an awkward nod, lowering his eyes while turning his back on us to pour our drinks. He looks nervous. Maybe he recognized me or Damion … it’s not uncommon for people to react strangely in our presence. It’s one of the aspects of my job I don’t like. But you get used to it over time.A man in a suit joins him and they have a short whispered conversation before he turns around and hands us our drinks. We sit down at the table with the boys that are on a serious get-drunk mission. I would actually not mind getting wasted myself, but tonight I’m a lookout … it’s one of our unspoken bro-rules: only one guy in three is allowed to get officially black-out drunk at a time.While the others can have fun, they must
Date = 13 AprilPlace = San Francisco (Grimm house) (UCSF Medical center)POV – Aria‘So I walk into the dead of night, where my monsters like to hide, chaos feels so good inside, no more’I open one eye to see where the music is coming from. Mel lifts her head slowly from my shoulder. I start to focus and realize it’s her ringtone.‘I lost, I lost, I lost control again. Always do the same and I’m to blame I lost control again.’She wipes her eyes while her other hand taps on the table, searching for her ringing phone. I survey my surroundings, for a moment not sure where I am, but then I remember we’re bundled together in Damion’s old bed in his old bedroom at his parents’ place.“Hello,” Mel answers in a husky sleepy voice. We must have fallen asleep during the last movie we were watching. Some cliche romantic Hallmark movie about an undercover prince.“Hello,” I’ve learned that Mel always takes a few minutes to wake up, so I take the phone from her ear, earning myself a droopy smil
Date = 14 AprilPlace = San Francisco (UCSF Medical center)POV - Enrique“I’m so glad you guys are okay.” Thalia leans her head against my shoulder, her arm hooked through mine. I found her in the reception area. We walk a few steps in silence and then she burbs out a little giggle. “I still can’t believe you were almost raped … eh … is it the correct term for men … I mean … guess it is,” she chuckles again, “but that’s like such a contradiction … the biggest playboys in the book getting sexually harassed against their will.” Her laughter echos down the hall and she holds her tummy with her free hand. “Can you imagine the headlines?”“Why are you here again?” I ask sarcastically, teasing her.“Ug, and here I was thinking that you’d be glad to see me, Sport,” she pats my arm.“Do you even know what that means?” I’m hoping Aria told her. But no such luck. Thalia pouts her lip and shakes her head. Seems like everybody calls me that, but no one has a clue what it means … except for my lo
Date = 15 AprilPlace = San Francisco (UCSF Medical center)POV - Enrique“Hurry, doofus,” my sister scolds me, “the pink ones must go in the middle.”“They’re all fucking pink,” I mumble back staring at the huge bunch of pink balloons I’m trying to tie to the end of the bed.“No, no, no, these ones are rose, those are salmon, that’s flamingo, and Logan got the fuchsia and watermelon ones.” I look over her head at my brother. He motions by circling his finger against his temple. He shares my opinion … she’s fucking crazy. However, I’m not going to be the one to tell my very hormonal sister that I think she lost it. Mel can be scary under normal circumstances … now she’s even worse. I think she shares some of Jackson’s multifunctional genes.She holds out some more balloons. “See, these ones are pink and they must go in the middle.”“I’ve got the cake,” Aria bursts through the door, and sets the pastel purple triple layer on the table in the corner. Around the tower on the top tier are
Date = 17 AprilPlace = San Francisco (San Francisco International Airport) (SFPD Bayview Station)POV - EnriqueI miss my brother already. But I understand it’s what he needs right now. That fucking girl messed him up real good. Guess she was his voodoo pussy girl. So I accept that he needs to get this out of his system. I just hope that he manages to heal quick and come back to us.“Ooh, ET came home,” Dean says, his eyes on the screen in his hands. What?“Since the news broke about a possible UFO sighting over New York last night, more and more videos are released, claiming that the flying lights in the air was indeed some kind of space ship.”The news-reporter’s voice sounds calmly from the iPad in Dean’s hands. I stare at the footage of some blinking lights swooping through the air of The Big Apple. And just as I’m on my way there to shoot an advertisement for Pepsi.“Crap,” Dean giggle-swears in the seat next to me, “with the bad luck you guys have, it will be unusual if we DON’
Date = 19 April Place = San Francisco (Inferno) POV - Aria “Mm, these are sooo frickin good,” Mel mumbles with a mouth full, wiping some sugar from her lips. I think she stuffed a whole year’s supply of donuts down her throat by now. She takes another big bite and chew slowly, letting out some soft moans. I actually feel kind of nauseous for her part. But, she’s not wrong, I’ve had one of those donuts and it is absolutely divine. I wipe the counter where the previous customer spilled some of his beer. Luckily the club is not overly busy tonight, cause it’s the first time I’m running it solo. I’m actually surprised that Enrique trust me enough to let me do this … or maybe he just didn’t have a choice. I’m the only left. Ilkay is in Switzerland, Logan’s team went to some kind of fitness facility, Damion is in Spain, the Sharks are playing in Colorado tonight, Enrique is in New York, Axel is on duty and Alejandro is at Grimms. So us girls are managing everything here … well, Kiara an
Date = 28 MayPlace = San Francisco (Inferno)POV - AriaAfter he rolls the condom on, he steps between my legs and drapes his warmth over me. His sexy abs contract in a really seductive way and I let out a little groan in anticipation of what’s to come.Enrique teases his covered tip against my slit. “You can’t imagine how much I missed you.”In one fast push, he slams into me so fast I lose my breath for a moment. My hands grapple around his neck for purchase, grabbing his hair to hold onto as I fight this sudden, delicious invasion between my legs. He softly stroke my hair from my face in a gentle way that is at complete odds with the brutal tightness between my legs.“You’re so fucking pretty.” The compliment flips my stomach upside-down, his eyes looking straight into my sole. The one he’s gonna rip out sooner rather than later. He squeezes my nipple and groan loudly, “Aria, what are you fucking doing to me?”I open my mouth, but the only sound that escapes my throat is a little