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’ddefinitelyhave 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 ruineverythingand 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 hasourbaby 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?”
I scrambled backward and ended up on Rigby’s lap. He just laughed and sat me in the middle seat, buckling me in tightly and throwing an arm around my shoulders until I was pressed against his side.
My phone dinged, and I looked down to see Julieta giving me Zayn’s number with a bunch of winky and laughing face emojis. Rigby plucked the phone out of my hand and deleted the message.
“Hey! I needed that.”Like, real bad.
Rigby kissed my temple. “The only person who gets to help you take your vagina out of retirement is in this car.”
“Are you flirting with me? Are we going to go home and have sex tonight?” I asked, my body feeling flushed. Oh man, I really liked that idea; the consequences could go to Hell.
“No, because you’re drunk.”
“If I wasn’t drunk?”
“We’ll talk about it later. Why don’t you sleep it off?”
I snuggled my face into his chest. “Can’t.”
“Why’s that?”
“Because I’m going to throw up. Dev!”
The car swerved to the side, and Rigby had my belt undone and the door open before I could even get my brain to catch up.
“This is so not sexy,” I moaned, and lost more seafood than Seaworld all over the side of M-14.
ChapterNineteen
RIGBY
When Nova appearedthe following morning, she looked a little like death. After she’d puked on the highway last night, she’d passed out and we’d had to put both her and Huey to bed, which had been kind of hilarious.
Now, with her hair piled on top of her head and her pallor distinctly gray, I couldn’t help but grin. “Aw, Fireball, you look like hell.”
“Shh, Rigby. You’re being too bright,” she whimpered. “I need water.”