Chapter 16

Easton

“…so then I was like, girl, you could literally blow me right here and now and I’d still -” Blake punches me in the shoulder. “Are you even listening?”

“Huh? What?” I drop the fry back onto my plate and shove it away. “Sorry, I was just thinking about…” I gulp. “History.

Blake snorts out a laugh. “You’re not even in a history class this year.”

“No, no, not that sort of history.” I used to be great at lying. What the hell is wrong with me? “Wars and things.”

“Wars?” Blake repeats. “Things?” He leans in and whispers, “Did you smoke a bit before you came in or something?”

“No.” I shove him away. “I’m not stupid.”

“And, yet, here you are, thinking about wars and things.” He laughs again, then turns when Ryan slams his tray onto the table and starts shooting murderous glares across the cafeteria. “You good?”

“No.” Ryan snaps. “I’m not good.”

“Couldn’t tell by the way you’re

 

beating the shit out of your lunch…” Blake whistles under his breath. “Girl problems? Sadie problems?”

My ears immediately perk up. Sadie. She’s been with Harper most of the day, and every time see her, I convince myself I’m actually going crazy.

Sadie looks nothing like my mystery girl.

She’s too tall.

Too thin, model thin, not the type of curves my hands are addicted to, not the type of mouth my lips keep fixating on.

A vision of Harper licking her lips

 

floods my mind

Damn it!

ready

other looks like he’s going to be in one.” He follows Ryan’s

this tray down your throat.” Ryan pounds the table with his fist, making the silverware and

jump.

She’s nothing but

 

tell myself not to look over my

horrible idea to make eye contact, because then I’ll probably end up staring at her mouth again, which would make me look at her outfit, which would then, for whatever sick reason, make it

Maybe I need sex

Yeah, that’s it.

That’s all this is!

conjures up visions of Harper because my body is lacking the contact with mystery

 

it, I should have thought of

better, I do finally

instantly have more regrets

I’d been walking down the hall earlier, I’d tried not to stare too hard, so I hadn’t really seen her face. I’d only noticed she’d worn clothes that weren’t made

 

was that vision of Harper that had me so hard. Or was it the fact

 

around, asking me questions, trying to distract me with

at least now I

timing. Not. Especially

Ryan.

Really. Just, great timing.

full force. What the hell is Harper even thinking? So, she puts on some makeup and better

 

It changes nothing.

up to

instantly on his

Shit.

to follow him as

choice of sitting next to Harper and when

pales,

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