I rolled onto my back and stared up the ceiling. Flor and I were a week into our new relationship and I was loving every freaking second of it. Rhonda had disappeared completely, but Max was still an issue. He and Flor were fighting almost daily, and I was starting to wonder if he'd ever forgive us. Flor had apparently thought that telling him we were dating would solve the issue, but it'd only seemed to make it worse. At least Max hadn't ratted us out yet. Flor had made me agree not to say anything to our parents until after the baby had come. He said it was because he didn't want to do anything that would stress his mom out, but I wasn't sure. I decided I was just going to count my blessings and deal with it.
I grabbed a nearby pillow and pressed it against my face to hide a smile. Luckily, nobody was paying attention to me in that moment; I'd already been chewed out three times today for obsessing. When I wasn't dating Flor, he was all that I could think about. Now that I was dating him … well, still all that I could think about. I guess I was just head over in heels in love with him.
I tossed the pillow aside and rolled onto my belly, watching the two boys as they helped refine Addi's look for the evening. She was in good enough spirits that even though I'd been annoying her with my Flor obsessiveness, I knew she'd help me with my outfit, too. Now that Patrick's move was official (and both my stepmom and I had agreed that he could move in with us), I didn't think anything could shake Addi's blessed mood. Or maybe she was just glad that his big news had nothing to do with getting married (yet). Either way, it couldn't have come at a better time for me. Lucky.
I checked my phone and found another message from Flor. Each one was like a treasure to be opened, savored, read and reread. He was actually communicating with me now and it was unlike anything I'd ever experienced before. I'd thought I'd known Flor, but apparently I'd only scratched the surface of who he really was. I couldn't wait to keep digging deeper.
Leaving the shop now, dope. C U in 5.
I stifled a squeal and sat up. The boys had fussed with my hair and I'd already managed to muss it up. They both cast disappointed looks my way and then continued to focus their attention on Addison. I slid off the bed and managed to get out of there before anyone noticed. My makeup was done (unless I'd messed that up, too) and my hair, didn't need to worry about an outfit since whatever I chose would be deemed unsatisfactory and thrust aside. Instead, I padded across the wood floor and waited for Flor at one of the kitchen stools.
When I heard his boots pounding up the stairs, my heart started to flutter and my stomach twisted into knots. I pretended not to care, focusing on some old text message from Addi and acting like I was in the middle of a conversation. When he unlocked the door and paused, eyes undoubtedly focused on me, it took all of my concentration not to glance over and meet his gaze.
"You can fake it all you want, Abs, but I know you better than that. It's okay if you can't keep your hands off of me, I'll understand." I could hear the smirk in his voice, but I couldn't stop a smile from spreading across my face. I tossed my phone onto the counter and turned to look at him, my blood heating in a rush as he stepped close to me and ran his fingers down the side of my face. Flor was looking at me like he still couldn't quite believe this was real, gazing at me like he was still in shock. It was a look I'd been getting a lot lately, but I liked it. Loved it, even. It was proof that this thing between me and him, it was real.
"I'm trying to keep some of my obsession to myself," I said, curling my fingers around the neckline of his shirt as he stepped even closer, pressing his body between my legs. Despite our vulnerable spot in the kitchen, I couldn't resist, raising my lips to his for a kiss that nearly burnt me to a crisp. "Trying to be normal."
"Fuck normal," Flor said, wrapping his arms around me and pulling our chests together. "If I'd wanted normal, I wouldn't be dating my little sister." I pursed my lips together.
"Stepsister," I corrected, for what was probably the millionth time in my life.
"Whatever. If we're going to take the risk, it might as well be worth it. I'm going to hold you and fuck you and kiss you until you can't wait to get away from me."
"Doubtless that'll happen anytime soon," Addi said, sauntering down the hall and looking like a freaking model in her tight dress and booties. Okay, so the guys had been right – boots equaled hooker but booties were chic. I could only hope Addi worked at least some of her magic on my look. "She's been floating around here on cloud nine." Addison paused and narrowed her eyes. "So if you hurt her, I'll have to finally keep my word and castrate your ass." She pointed a finger at him. "Don't think I won't."
Flor kept his hold on me, but he was staring over my shoulder with a smugness that I knew would only further infuriate my friend. Years and years of animosity simmered in the air like summer sunshine.
"Trust me," Flor said, sliding me off the stool and into his arms. "I wouldn't be doing this if I was just fucking around." He licked his lips and a nervous energy seemed to emanate from him, like he'd been holding it in and he'd just uncorked the bottle. "My mom called me on the way over here to tell me about her fucking ultrasound." Flor squeezed me tighter, like he was afraid this news would separate us, drive a wedge into our newfound happiness. "She's having a girl." My stepbrother's voice dropped low, like he was on the verge of screaming. "Four and a half months in already. I can't even fucking believe it."
"She has a right to keep a secret, you know," Addi said, always taking the opposition to Flor, even if she agreed with him. Personally, I was in too much shock to say much of anything. A girl. A freaking girl. Not only was I going to be a big sister, but Flor was … going to be a big brother for real. This time, he really would have a little sister. Personally, I'd been praying for a boy. I knew the whole thing would've been a hell of a lot less torturous on him that way. "It wasn't like she just got pregnant by accident. It took work and time and money and dedication. Obviously she wanted to make sure things panned out before she said anything."
Flor set me down and squeezed me tight again, like he was waiting for my reaction.
"More time to deal with it would've been nice. I feel like it's coming up so fast." He sighed and his breath stirred my hair. I knew he was worried on too many levels to keep count. If his mom found out about us, how would that stress affect her pregnancy? And even then, what if she banished him? What if he never got to meet his little sibling? What if he failed as a big brother yet again, just in a different way, by not being there? I knew all of this and more was running through his head, could see it in his eyes, had even heard some of it aloud.
I made myself smile. I knew a phone call was probably coming my way pretty soon, but I wasn't going to answer it. I wasn't going to let this news screw up our night. A real date, a night out with friends, I wanted this.
"It'll be okay, Flor," I told him, looking up and catching those green eyes on mine. I wanted him to know that I wasn't just spewing empty words, that I really, truly believed what I was saying. Things would be okay, they'd work out. For the first time in my entire life, I felt like I was on the right path and I wasn't going to let anything or anyone derail me. "Don't think about babies. Think about hot wings and drag queens and a club that actually allows the under twenty-one in the doors. Those are the only things that matter right now." His lips twitched in a small smile.
"At least we know we won't be running into our parents tonight."
I grinned back at him, fighting the tiniest bit of worry about taking him around other girls. I know, I know, it was probably ridiculous, but Flor did not have the best track record for holding onto girlfriends. I just had to hope and believe that I was different. He said he loved me. With most guys, that probably didn't amount to much, but Flor and I had history. I had to count on that.
"No parents, no babies, no bullshit," I said, forcing him to kiss me.
"Oh, honey, now that's where you're wrong," Theo said, sauntering out of Addi's bedroom with Yuu on his heels. "There's going to be loads and loads of bullshit tonight."