Chapter 79

Harper

I check my phone again.

It’s been an hour.

He’s coming back right?

I type out a text then don’t want to sound desperate so I delete it right away and go back to my bed. I grab a pair of short black shorts and put on a white tank with no bra. I want to look sexy but not needy. The only issue is that everytime I think about Easton I nip out and then I want to touch myself and then I start doubting all the things because why?

Like, why me?

Why?

Insecurity is such a bitch and I hate it so much but it’s so hard when I see signs, when I wonder where he is, when he hides his phone, when I hear rumors.

I shove a pillow over my face and scream.

“Wow, so hot.” His voice sounds.

I throw the pillow and look up. He’s standing in front of me with a duffel bag, wearing his black jeans and a ripped black old school Van Halen shirt.

It’s the moment that any girl would literally die.

He’s so gorgeous I swear my ovaries start to weep.

How is he this perfect?

How is he even here?

Before I can say anything he kicks off his Jordan’s and crawls into the bed somehow at the same time peeling off his shirt and laying down next to me.

you get

probably scarred for life now but ..” his lips meet mine

help him unbutton his jeans but our hands hit each other before he laughs against my mouth and gets them undone, kicking them down to his

Now I have him.

I use for leverage, and muscles spread out for me to feast on. I don’t know where to look

his smile is easy, it’s everything I needed

my lips. “I

you go?” |

then he’s himself again,

know.”

| pinch his arm.

here

“Yeah,” I whisper.

“Ryan literally just

had a heart attack wondering if I was going

take some serious sleeping pills

golden body hovers over mine. “So basically we can

knock sounds at my

shoving him in my closet when Easton smiles and

in.”

to choke him when the door opens revealing a very annoyed and

 

then hands Ryan his Airpod Max noise canceling headphones. “Here you

at me and squeezes his eyes shut. “How has my life come to

borrowing your best friend’s headphones so you don’t need therapy for life or

never going to forget this conversation am I?” Ryan curses, then holds the blue and silver headphones in

him off and shuts the door muttering, “Fucking

on him?” I laugh as Easton turns back toward

falls a bit and then his smile is back. “Let’s just say he owes me and leave it at that. Besides, I don’t want

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