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.

out and slaughter the

Harper's brows shoot up.

is a

“You're funny."

into her ribs,

Making her laugh.

tries to wiggle out of my grip, but I take her with me as I roll over,

"What are you doing?"

you

kiss her, shutting her up with my

as my

and panties pulled

feast on her as if she’s my actual breakfast, sucking her

her, curling them to nudge that spot that

falls in a heap on the mattress, breathless and in a daze, her arm

the inside

Twice.

her the entire time until she drops her

be the one dying

From too many orgasms."

a way

so I can press

spot between

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

"Breakfast is ready!"

Aisha yells.

"Let's feast, motherfuckers!"

This from Blake.

stare at each other, Harper reaching out to brush her

there looking like this? Can you imagine Aisha asking me what's on my face and I

Harper wrinkles her nose.

"Juices?"

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

"Come on, baby.

Let's go eat."

you do enough

on my

go back to the bed and lean down to kiss her, just before I rub my

smell like your

she says on

laughter dies, her eyes glowing as she stares

"I do.” Well fuck.

got real serious

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 on her arm as if he's holding

be, I

puttering around the kitchen

apron tied around her

going to send Blake up to check

would've been awkward since I was eating out Harper not even five minutes ago,”

my arm and glares

his gaze, his expression

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