Harper

"But I didn't fuck her, baby,"

Easton says, his hand moving to my face.

“I didn’t touch her at all.” I want to push him away, but the sound of his voice is what I cling to.

The softness, the rawness, the truth I see in his eyes.

"I couldn't do it,"

he continues.

"I got to her house, I told her how much you mean to me, and that I'm willing to take whatever punishment comes my way but to leave you out of it.” The ache in my stomach turns to something else.

Relief? Tingles? There's so much emotion running through me, I'm not sure I can differentiate my feelings anymore.

But I know I need to hear something again, I need to hear it over and over until it sinks in.

"You really didn't have sex with her?"

He shakes his head.

"No, baby."

His other hand joins my face.

“I didn’t kiss her, I didn’t touch her—nothing happened between us."

His stare deepens.

"I care about you, Harper, more than you think I do.” I fall against his chest and his arms wrap around me, his scent, his warmth, his breath—all giving me so much comfort.

This morning, I didn't know if I'd be here again with him and now I can't imagine being anywhere else.

My eyes close and after a few seconds I ask, “How are we going to get out of this mess?"

“It's my mess, not yours."

I squeeze him tighter.

"You're not in this alone."

"I am because there's no way I'm dragging you into it.

You got enough shit from WHGOSSIP, you don’t need anymore."

I bury my face in his neck.

"What's going to happen?"

"Mrs.

and told me she has

drag me in and ask all the questions, but I'm not going to rat

press charges and for this to go to court.” "Does that mean things between you two will go back to the way they were?” He kisses the top of my

but I assure you I won't be

to class.” I tilt my neck back to look at his face, more relief flooding through

live with

back and forth, his hands holding my face

have skeletons

met one of

hated hearing that he

Scott.

and all the guys think she's so hot—things

all have a past and his is just

sure you're going to have

Ryan's face this morning on the way

to kill

talk to

"Blake?"

he's there, trying to

it needs to end or we're just going to keep

to always

lowers

Harper, and I can't blame the

kisses the end of my nose, a gesture so

putting a stop to it, he needs to set his sights

that conversation going

He smiles.

"I'll be good.

up here to the roof, but there are still things

"Do you think Mrs.

notify my parents about the day we left school? I know that sounds so trivial considering what you're

I sigh.

Easton, and I feel like there's a new

me right now.”

hear something, I'll give

He comes even closer.

me before I fucking

mine and my

presence—it surrounds me and

"Harper,"

he moans.

get enough of, a security I've needed since the post

out of my

I don't want to ever leave, we have to go to class.” "I

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