Chapters (103)
- Also by Grace McGinty
- Dedication
- Chapter One
- NOVA
- Chapter Two
- NOVA
- Chapter Three
- RIVER
- Chapter Four
- NOVA
- Chapter Five
- DEVAN
- Chapter Six
- NOVA
- Chapter Seven
- RIGBY
- Chapter Eight
- NOVA
- Chapter Nine
- RIVER
- Chapter Ten
- NOVA
- Chapter Eleven
- DEVAN
- Chapter Twelve
- NOVA
- Chapter Thirteen
- RIGBY
- Chapter Fourteen
- NOVA
- Chapter Fifteen
- RIVER
- Chapter Sixteen
- NOVA
- Chapter Seventeen
- DEVAN
- Chapter Eighteen
- NOVA
- Chapter Nineteen
- RIGBY
- Chapter Twenty
- RIVER
- Chapter Twenty-One
- NOVA
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- DEVAN
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- NOVA
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- DEVAN
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- NOVA
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- RIGBY
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- NOVA
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- RIGBY
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- RIVER
- Chapter Thirty
- NOVA
- Chapter Thirty-One
- RIVER
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- NOVA
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- DEVAN
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- NOVA
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- RIGBY
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- RIVER
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- NOVA
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- DEVAN
- Chapter Thirty-Nine
- NOVA
- Chapter Forty
- RIGBY
- Chapter Forty-One
- NOVA
- Chapter Forty-Two
- RIVER
- Chapter Forty-Three
- NOVA
- Chapter Forty-Four
- DEVAN
- Chapter Forty-Five
- NOVA
- Chapter Forty-Six
- RIVER
- Epilogue
- NOVA
- EIGHT MONTHS LATER
- Acknowledgments
- About the Author
- Full Page Image
- Eight Seconds To Fly
- PROLOGUE
- THREE YEARS LATER
He raised an eyebrow. “Because I work out six hours a day?” he replied, and I realized I’d said that last bit out loud. Fuck.
“You said that bit out loud too,” Clint said with a laugh.
I flung my head back so hard, it was a wonder I didn’t get whiplash, then stared at the ceiling. I was so screwed. I needed to get laid. “Julieta! Give your brother my number.”
Suddenly, I was being hefted into River’s arms, while Julieta laughed hysterically. “I will!” she promised, cackling as River snarled something at her.
He climbed the stairs with me over his shoulder easily. I should’ve been embarrassed, but I was too drunk to be shy. Plus, I had a great view of River’s tight ass from here.
The ass in question slapped my butt. “You need to sober up.”
“What? Why? And don’t spank me. I like it.” He groaned, and then Rigby was bending down in my vision. “Rigby! You’re so fucking handsome. If things were different, we’d definitely have sex. Actually, if things were different, I’d be a total ho and just have sex with all of you, because this is the twenty-first century and body counts are a stupid social construct that suit men and not women. What if I want to have sex with all three of you, huh? Why couldn’t I?”
“I don’t know, Fireball. Why couldn’t you?” Rigby teased.
“Don’t encourage her,” River grunted. “Let’s go.”
“But I can’t because that would ruin everything and Huey needs this more than I need your dicks… so I’m going out with Julieta’s brother, Zayn, and I’m going to make my vagina come back from Florida.”
Rigby frowned. “Over my dead body, Nova Stone,” he told me, gripping my face tightly as we made it to the car. “No one touches you but us.”
I shook my head. “No can do, Eleanor Rigby. Huey needs you more than I need sex, and I won’t ruin it for him. Shit! I forgot Huey! River, put me down. Have to get my baby.”
River set me on my feet beside the car. “Devan has our baby right there, see? He’s strapping him into the seat.” I looked through the open car door at Dev, who was indeed clicking a sleeping Huey into the frame of the car seat.
“You’re so pretty when you hold a baby. It’s really unfair.” I huffed and climbed into the back seat, getting a better look at Devan and Huey. “He’s so perfect. I didn’t know I could love another person the way I love that baby.”
Dev looked up at me, his eyes the color of midnight, making me feel kinda light-headed. God, I wanted to kiss him so fucking bad.
His eyes widened. “You know you’re still saying every thought out loud, right?”