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."

up and run to the mini fridge,

"Okay, ready."

onto the lake,

you know...um...wow, okay, I'm just going to come out and

know Ryan's

out

I can't help it.

there's no way, no,

just yeah.” She shifts

around a lot,

an Olympic medal for

up my

no

She blushes.

just, is there something

"No!"

making her

"It's not you.

at all, have

"Yes!"

She sighs.

he's hard, trust

my eyes

won't ever recover from this conversation, will

it, but whenever it gets close to that time,

I frown.

Like he has

I think being the most popular guy in school is

was a

“Yeah he is."

She smiles dreamily.

I smack her,

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

She chews her thumbnail.

you used the secret Ryan

helping me fuck your

I cringe.

ever remind me

we're going to

boys come back to the lake house about an hour

but a towel wrapped around

"Woman! Make me—"

yelling and takes in the

"Your pussy.

Now."

"Standing."

Ryan sighs.

"Right behind you."

stand elsewhere,”

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