Chapter 11

Harper

That was close.

I press my fingers against my swollen mouth and try not to clench my legs too hard as remember the feel of Easton hard against me.

It was better than last time, more like a sex fueled dream.

A moment that can never happen again, if my brother has anything to say about it. He’s already going to be pissed enough when he sees my costume, please God let Sadie

 

calm him down. Besides when has Sadie ever failed me?

Everything’s going to be fine. Which is both a triumph and a disappointment. I stop in my tracks. If Easton knew, would he be touching me? Insecurity hits hard and fast as my boots click against the beautiful hard wood floors. With confidence I’m not really feeling, I adjust my black mask and walk into the kitchen.

I imagine it’s gonna be nothing but more booze flowing when I stop in my tracks and see Sadie and Ryan in a stand off.

She’s shoving at his chest, murder in her brown eyes as her batgirl

Chanter it

costume seems to tighten around strong, lean legs that look seconds away from jiu jitsuing my brother to the floor-if that’s even a thing.

“Take it back!” she yells.

No wonder she called.

I can’t decide if I’m thankful or disappointed at the interruption.

Ryan’s face is doing that scary, wide eyed rage filled stare thing that means he’s seconds away from either exploding or tossing her over his shoulder and taking out his anger in an entirely different, ewww my best friend and my brother way

“Ryan,” I call. “Stop yelling.”

 

“Stop yell-” His head swivels toward me.

And that’s when I see it.

I thought he was mad when I wore the bikini.

No. This is next level, I may die tonight

I gulp.

move from my head down to my boots then

One word.

His jaw clenches.

yells again, only this

the hell

everyone

off between the two of

hell are you thinking wearing

the minute Easton makes his presence known in the kitchen. My stomach drops to my

Shit.

he’s going

hate

 

you

Fratricide?

the center of attention-the thing I hate the

This is it.

Easton finds

making it impossible to

up to Easton

 

she a gymnast in

waist as she presses a

grins against her mouth a bit before he sets her on her wobbly heels. Her white nurse outfit leaves nothing to the

swallow the lump in my throat as he wraps an arm around her shoulders and saunters off, away from the scene between me, Sadie,

 

I even try when

 

in the

He shakes his head. “No, why the hell are you even

jerk my hand away just in time for Sadie to stomp up to him, ready to start world war three in the middle of Easton’s parents

 

a whore.” Ryan says it loud enough for two girls near the fridge to hear. I want to die and refuse to look at who they are, too embarrassed to do anything except stand there. “Go change before I

to tattle on me? Yeah okay, have fun when D ad buries your body

He

would.” I

sighs, putting his hands on his

 

so I don’t go to prison before graduation,

knot forms in my

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