Harper

"This is the life..."

I stretch my arms wide and lay out in my bikini next to Sadie, who's already drinking a hard cider—you know, at eleven in the morning.

Last night we all crashed pretty early after watching movies and while I really wanted to just blow Easton until his voice was hoarse, it was kind of nice to just..lay next to him, to know that I was safe, and that we were going to be okay.

I woke up to him diving between my legs and pinning them apart so that was also..um, nice.

He said he didn't want to wait until breakfast and who am I to stop him from getting what he wants.

I smile to myself.

“Wow, slut."

Sadie laughs.

"I know that look.

Good night?"

"Good morning."

I shrug and watch the boys as they jet ski across the lake, splashing each other.

As much as I want to barf, my brother does have a nice body, which I'm sure helps in the whole Sadie department, but Easton? Man, his six pack may as well be an eight pack as he stands up and spins the jet ski around, laughing.

I missed him laughing so much.

Sadie clears her throat.

“So...” My eyebrow arches.

"So?"

"Um..."

She adjusts her ponytail, then sets down her drink.

"Can I tell you about my night?"

"Am I going to be traumatized for life?"

"No."

She blushes.

"I mean, maybe.

I don't know, forget it.” “No, no, no."

I take a deep breath.

“Just tell me.” "Are you sure?” No.

"Yes, my job as your best friend is to be sure, but will I need alcohol for this?"

She shrugs.

"It's your brother."

and run to the mini fridge,

"Okay, ready."

and looks out onto the

going to

know Ryan's

out my

I can't help it.

there's no way,

yeah.” She shifts

a lot, I mean a

was an Olympic

hold up my

got it, no need for

She blushes.

just, is there

"No!"

shout, making

"It's not you.

at all, have you talked to him about

"Yes!"

She sighs.

hard, trust

my eyes

ever recover from this conversation, will

do you think I feel? I know he wants it, but whenever it gets

I frown.

Like he has

I think being the most popular guy in school is too much performance

was a

“Yeah he is."

She smiles dreamily.

of that.” I smack her, and

what we need is a little Temptation Island thing going on when the guys get back up here, Make it

She chews her thumbnail.

but have you used the secret

me fuck your brother

I cringe.

remind me of this

what we're

The boys come back to the lake house

in nothing but a towel wrapped around my body, reading Harry

"Woman! Make me—"

starts yelling and takes in the towel and my near

"Your pussy.

Now."

"Standing."

Ryan sighs.

"Right behind you."

stand elsewhere,” Easton

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