Easton

I wake up to gentle fingers touching my face and crack my eyes open to find Harper fully dressed and standing beside the bed, smiling down at me.

"I have good news and bad news."

"What's the good news?"

I ask warily.

"Sadie didn't commit murder last night."

"And what's the bad news?"

"Aisha is still alive, and she's currently in the kitchen making breakfast for everyone.” She wrinkles her nose.

“Do you think she's going to poison us?” "Probably."

I reach out and take her hand.

"Come back to bed."

"I need to go watch over Sadie before she gives in to her urges and tries to kill Aisha."

She tries to pull out of my grip but I just squeeze tighter.

"Easton, come on.

Let me go.” "No."

I pull her much like she did to me last night and she falls onto the bed, sprawled across me.

"I want you for breakfast.

Nothing else."

Her face is in mine, a big smile on it.

“But she said she's making your favorite.

French toast.” I'm not about to admit French toast is my actual favorite breakfast food.

How the fuck does Aisha know that? "I hate French toast.

I prefer waffles."

"Uh huh."

Harper's voice is full of doubt.

"And bacon."

"Oh, she's making that too.

She says she's been up since six, preparing our meal.

That was over two hours ago.

she do, go out and slaughter

Harper's brows shoot up.

girlfriend is

“You're funny."

fingers into her ribs,

Making her laugh.

of my grip, but I take her

"What are you doing?"

you

shutting her up with

winding around my neck as my hands shove her T-shirt up, my fingers trailing over her

and panties pulled down to her

my

deep inside of her, curling them to nudge that spot

until she falls in a heap on the mattress,

the inside of

Twice.

time until she drops her arm and

be the one dying

From too many orgasms."

a way to

I can press a kiss to her

between her

is shoved up beneath her chin and I gently pull the fabric down until her upper body is covered and just as I'm about to lean in and kiss her on the mouth, I

"Breakfast is ready!"

Aisha yells.

"Let's feast, motherfuckers!"

This from Blake.

out

should walk down there looking like this? Can you imagine Aisha asking me what's on my face and I tell her your

Harper wrinkles her nose.

"Juices?"

climb off the bed and spank her bare ass, making

"Come on, baby.

Let's go eat."

you do enough

smirk on my girl's face is

her, just before I rub my face

we'll both smell like

so gross,” she says on

fucking love it.” Her laughter dies, her eyes glowing as she

"I do.” Well fuck.

got real

up, we head to the kitchen, where Sadie appears to be mainlining coffee and Ryan sits

he might be,

the kitchen like she's

got an apron tied

guys are! I was going to send Blake up to

was eating out Harper not even

slaps my arm and glares

his gaze,

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