Harper

Easton is pale.

Normally his skin is a healthy tan, his good looks are so ridiculously hot that I want to strangle him then kiss him right afterward.

I'm next to my locker when he walks up, hands shoved into his jeans, posture stiff.

"Sup?"

I snort out a laugh.

"Did you just bro talk me?"

“Huh?"

He scratches his head, completely distracted.

I mimic his movements, then give him a slight shove.

"Yeah okay, bruh, what you wanna do later, dude, wanna hit the pavement, go for a smoke, shoot some hoops and—"

"-Are you high?"

He leans in, and the smell of his cologne has me dizzy with want.

"And why wouldn't you share?"

Flirtatious Easton is back.

The one I'm obsessed with.

The one I need more than anything, despite how frustrated I get with him on a daily basis.

He's mine.

All mine.

I just wish all this bullshit would go away so we could have more time to figure out what we are, how we work, and what this means before graduation.

Ugh.

"Not high."

I wrap my arms around his waist.

"You just seem distant..."

We have at least half the day left before we can go home-—before I can go home with him, even if that means I'm just going to be in the backseat of his super sexy Jeep.

"Yeah okay boomer,"

he jokes.

"I'm fine, I promise."

Our foreheads touch and I forget all about the worries I have as people whistle and pass us as they walk down the hallway.

"I just had a moment.

this shit is

when what looks like a police officer makes her way down the

shirt with a badge,

by us, her sneer

he’s acting weird? He doesn't so much as flinch

"Have a great day."

Her eyes narrow.

"Girlfriend?"

"Yes,"

him and stick out my

"My name's Harper."

"How..."

throws on her

"Lovely for you..."

as mid-life crisis stomps past us like it's the time of the month and

hell was that

I say out loud.

tense but manages

working? Fillers don't do shit? Hates her job? A woman in a man's world? Take your pick, I mean

spins me toward

"What if we skip?"

"Skip what?"

I frown.

"Life?"

He jokes.

run back to our

epic things

to school gossip, his cabin was like this mansion right on the lake and only the most

serious envy when Ryan would go

now he wants me to go?

I ask.

“Over my dead body."

scaring the shit out of

side, her head

weirdly fast if they're showing that much PDA during

just sounded like

and

know I'd never leave you out.” Easton

you in? Should we

Ryan snorts.

are you going to get

talking and looks

might

bother him as much

next few hours, then leave? We can make it there

it.”

some alone

down at Sadie and

I make a face.

of

I wink at

Sadie jokes.

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