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.

me she has a meeting with the school

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

need is for anyone to 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

but I assure you I won't be asking

tilt my neck back to

live

scans my eyes, back and forth, his hands holding

have skeletons in our closet,

met one

that he

Scott.

all the guys think she's so hot—things I'm trying not

and his is just much more sexual

you, but I'm pretty sure you're going

at the thought of Ryan's face

to kill you—

need to talk to

"Blake?"

around, he's there,

it needs to end or we're just going to

seem to

hand lowers

I can't blame the bastard, you're the hottest girl in

a gesture

with him, I'm putting a stop to

going

He smiles.

"I'll be good.

feel so much more settled than when I was walking up here to the roof, but there are still things I'm

"Do you think Mrs.

know that sounds so trivial considering what you're about to face, but I want to

I sigh.

new one every second.” "I don't think you have to

me right

something, I'll give

He comes even closer.

me before

mine and my

scent, his touch, his all-consuming presence—it surrounds me

"Harper,"

he moans.

sound I can't get enough of, a security I've needed since

out of my mouth, and he separates

to ever leave,

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