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.

morning and told me she has a

ask all the questions, but I'm not going to rat her out

that mean things between you two will go back to the way they

is over, things will be cordial, but I assure you I won't

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

can live

eyes, back and forth, his hands holding

have skeletons in

just met

hated hearing that he slept

Scott.

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

his

you, but I'm pretty sure you're going to have to explain this all to

wince at the thought of Ryan's face this

to kill you—

to talk to Blake, too.”

"Blake?"

turn around, he's there, trying to get

to

does seem to

hand lowers to

and I can't blame the bastard,

nose, a gesture so sweet it makes my

to it, he needs to

that conversation going

He smiles.

"I'll be good.

was walking up here to the roof, but

"Do you think Mrs.

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

I sigh.

like there's a new one every second.”

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

if I hear something, I'll give

He comes even closer.

kiss me before I

and my body lights

touch, his all-consuming presence—it surrounds me and pulls me

"Harper,"

he moans.

enough of, a security I've needed since

of my mouth,

I don't want to ever leave, we have to

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