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

all the questions, but I'm not going to

this to go to court.” "Does that mean things between you two will go back to the way

be cordial, but I assure you

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

can live

forth,

skeletons in our

just met one

hated hearing that

Scott.

the guys think she's so hot—things I'm trying not to focus on, those layers

and his

doesn't change how I feel about you, but I'm pretty sure you're going to have to explain this

of Ryan's face this morning

to kill you—

to talk to Blake, too.” My eyes

"Blake?"

he's there, trying to get with

needs to end

seem to always

lowers to

wants you, Harper, and I can't blame the bastard, you're the hottest girl in our

my nose, a gesture so sweet it makes my

stop to it, he needs

that conversation going to involve

He smiles.

"I'll be good.

more settled than when I was walking up here to the roof, but there are still things

"Do you think Mrs.

the school board will notify my parents about the day we left school? I know that sounds so trivial considering what

I sigh.

hate surprises, Easton, and I feel like there's a new one every second.”

think she's more focused on me right now.” His face moves

I hear something, I'll give

He comes even closer.

before

crash against mine and my

his all-consuming presence—it surrounds me and pulls

"Harper,"

he moans.

can't get enough of, a security

my mouth, and he

I don't want to ever leave,

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