LOGINDate = 15 AugustA little later in the day.Place = San Francisco (Inferno)POV - EnriqueI touch my crotch with a groan.Abstinence from Aria is a crime against nature. Against art. Against manhood.She said we should not have sex before the wedding. She said it was symbolic. Romantic. Something ab
Alejandro shakes his head. “No.”“They’re probably squeezing in a quickie,” Jackson mutters, leaning back like this is all mildly entertaining.I shoot him a look sharp enough to draw blood. And it reminds me that I am absolutely having a conversation with him later.Alejandro lets out a strained la
“You still thinking about her?” I ask quietly.He doesn’t turn. “I don’t know what you mean,” he says.I let that sit between us. Brothers don’t need lies polished.“You went there to forget,” I say.He finishes, hands steady, movements practiced, and absentminded. He exhales slowly, tucking himself
“And look where that got us.” She points to her tummy, and he gets this stupid, proud smile on his stupid face.“Face it, angel, your man is a stud.”“As if it’s so difficult to make a bloody baby,” I grunt, trying to get past my slight nausea.“So you’re saying it’s as easy as riding a bike …” Dami
Date = 15 AugustPlace = San Francisco (Inferno)POV - EnriqueJust then, Mel wobbles up the last step, winded with a red face, with Damion holding her arm.“Sorry, we’re late,” Damion charms, “Your sister takes a while to walk up the stairs.”“She takes a while to walk, period,” Luke sneers. It ear
“You’re right,” River agrees, “but you don’t need to get married to do it. Damion and Mel are not married.”“The baby was an accident.” Luke walks forward with his usual smug, condescending smirk on his face.River rolls her eyes with theatrical flair, nudging at nothing with the toe of her pink boo
Lee tries to fill the air. “We ordered lattes before we came up. Should be here any minute.”Mel’s voice is quiet, almost drifting. “Can you see anything in the video?”“They’re covering their faces!” Lee’s voice sharpens. “Focken bastards,” he mutters — one of his PG-13 swear words that somehow sou
Except Jackson doesn’t do flustered.Then, without warning, he grabs Lee again and stalks off down the hall with him in tow, dragging him inside the room, like a silent tornado wrapped in black clothing.The rest of us just stand there, blinking.“Okay,” Logan says, breaking the silence. “He’s defin
Mel, who has obviously reached her limit, yells, “RUN!” Leaping to the left.And because her hand is still clutched in mine, I am pulled with her. And we do.Well, she runs. I limp-hobble like a drunk penguin with stitches and floppy slippers. We make it halfway before my brain kicks in and reminds
I’m spiraling into catastrophic thinking now — what if he hates me for this? What if he dumps me? What if he ships me back to Brian like a regretful A****n return?Well. Too late now. If I’m going down, I’m going down with snot on his shirt.“So, how did Brian find out that Logan is not our real bro







