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.

did she do, go out and

Harper's brows shoot up.

girlfriend is a

“You're funny."

into

Making her laugh.

to wiggle out of my grip, but I take her

"What are you doing?"

have you for

kiss her, shutting her up with my

with ease, her arms winding around my neck as my hands shove her

I've got her leggings and panties pulled down to

her as if she’s my actual breakfast, sucking her clit

them to nudge that

my face in minutes, until she falls in a heap on the mattress, breathless and in a

the inside of

Twice.

the entire time until she drops her arm and looks

think I might be the one dying this

From too many orgasms."

way

shift up, so I can press

between her

her chin and I gently pull the fabric down until her upper body is covered and just as I'm about

"Breakfast is ready!"

Aisha yells.

"Let's feast, motherfuckers!"

This from Blake.

out to

imagine Aisha asking me what's on my

Harper wrinkles her nose.

"Juices?"

call it?” I climb off the bed and spank her bare ass, making

"Come on, baby.

Let's go eat."

enough of that

my

lean down to kiss her, just before I rub

both smell like your

gross,” she says on a

dies, her eyes glowing as she

"I do.” Well fuck.

real serious

we're dressed and cleaned up, we head to the kitchen, where Sadie appears to be mainlining coffee and Ryan sits next to her at the kitchen counter, his

be, I

kitchen

got an apron tied around

I was going to send

was eating out Harper

my arm and glares

averts his gaze, his expression

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