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 meeting with

ask all the

to press charges and for this to go to court.” "Does that mean things between you two will go back to the

I assure you I won't

I tilt my neck back to look at his face, more relief flooding

live

eyes, back and forth, his hands holding

have skeletons in our

just met one of

that he slept

Scott.

than us and married and all the guys think she's so

his is just much

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

wince at the thought of Ryan's face this morning on the

to kill

to Blake, too.” My

"Blake?"

turn around, he's there, trying

of it, it needs to end or we're just going to

seem to

hand lowers to

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

of my nose, a gesture so

to it, he needs to set his

that conversation going to

He smiles.

"I'll be good.

feel so much more settled than when I was walking up here to the roof, but there

"Do you think Mrs.

I know that sounds so trivial considering what you're about to

I sigh.

there's a new

on me right now.” His face

if I hear something, I'll give

He comes even closer.

before I fucking

crash against mine and

presence—it surrounds me and

"Harper,"

he moans.

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

out of my

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

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