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
Deimos glares at Jackson. “What the fuck happened?”“Drinks were drugged,” he says and holds out his hand.“Found these.” He drops four tiny bottles into Deimos’s palm.“Sildenafil …,” Deimos starts to read, “Ketamine … Fuck.” His jaw tightens, a flicker of something raw passing over his face.“Is t
Date = 28 April Four days without incident.Place = San Francisco (UCSF Medical Center) But we’re not nearly done with this place. Leyla is gonna be here for a while.POV - Enrique“Hurry, doofus,” Mel scolds, wagging her finger like it might actually do the job for her, “the pink ones must go in
Date = 24 April A day or so of sex passed.Place = San Francisco (UCSF Medical Center) And we’re back where it started. Again.POV - Aria“I’m so glad you guys are okay.” Thalia leans her head against my shoulder, her arm hooked possessively through mine. Enrique and I had bumped into her in the r
Date = 28 AprilPlace = San Francisco (UCSF Medical Center)POV - EnriqueDeimos saunters to the basket, squinting at the cakes like they’re the answers to the universe. “Must we pick what we WANT it to be or what we THINK it is?”“What you think it is,” Mel says, her voice perfectly calm, perfectly







