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.

do, go out

Harper's brows shoot up.

is a

“You're funny."

dig my fingers into her ribs, tickling

Making her laugh.

out of my grip, but I take her with me as

"What are you doing?"

have you for

her, shutting her up with

arms winding around my neck as my hands

her leggings and panties pulled down to her ankles

as if she’s my

inside of her, curling them to nudge that spot that

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

inside of

Twice.

her the entire time until she drops

might be

From too many orgasms."

a way

shift up, so I can press a kiss to her

between her

body is covered and just as I'm about to

"Breakfast is ready!"

Aisha yells.

"Let's feast, motherfuckers!"

This from Blake.

out to brush her

messy.” "Think I should walk down there looking like this? Can you imagine Aisha asking me what's on my

Harper wrinkles her nose.

"Juices?"

climb off the bed and spank her bare ass,

"Come on, baby.

Let's go eat."

do enough of that

smirk on my girl's face

to kiss her, just before I rub my face all

both smell like your

so gross,” she

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

"I do.” Well fuck.

real

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 hand

might be, I

around the kitchen like

even got an apron tied around

going to send Blake up

since I was eating out Harper not even five minutes ago,”

arm and

gaze,

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