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
We all turn to Deimos like he’s the science teacher.“Well,” Deimos begins with a smug little smile, “Logan and Mel were conceived the old-fashioned way. No test tubes. No turkey basters. Just some enthusiastic marital fun.”Mel flashes a grin. “Explains why I turned out so cute.”Damion brushes a k
Watch.“Watch what, Enrique? The economy bouncing back with a lap dance? The collapse of Western civilization via pole dance? How long it takes for a dick to get hard?” I sound like a bitch. A jealous overthinking bitch.“Fuck.” He breathes out like he’s just escaped war.So I do what any rational,
Date = 22 April Bad things can happen in minutes.Place = San Francisco (Black Dragon Club) I really hate this place.POV - Enrique“So what will your perfect girl be like?” Lee asks out of the blue. Logan stares at him with dull eyes, his mellow mind probably struggling to get into motion.“She …
It’s getting hot. I wipe some sweat from my face.“Voodoo?” Jackson asks.“Yeah, when you find your little voodoo pussy, bro … it’s like your own little piece of heaven.” Damion is vitally paramount. I’m sure he randomly forgets he’s talking about our sister.The mood shifts — still rowdy, still fil







