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

Harper's brows shoot up.

girlfriend is a

“You're funny."

dig my fingers into her

Making her laugh.

grip, but I take her with me

"What are you doing?"

you

shutting her up with

with ease, her arms winding around my neck as my hands shove her T-shirt up, my fingers

got her leggings and panties pulled down to her ankles and my mouth

she’s my actual breakfast, sucking her

curling them to nudge that spot that

coming all over my face in minutes, until she falls in a heap on the mattress, breathless and in a daze, her

the inside of

Twice.

her the entire time until she drops her arm and looks down at

might be

From too many orgasms."

a way

can press a kiss to

spot between her

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

"Breakfast is ready!"

Aisha yells.

"Let's feast, motherfuckers!"

This from Blake.

reaching out to brush her fingers against

Aisha asking me what's on my face and I

Harper wrinkles her nose.

"Juices?"

off the

"Come on, baby.

Let's go eat."

enough

smirk on my

and lean down to kiss her, just before I rub my

smell like your

she says on

Her laughter dies, her eyes glowing as she

"I do.” Well fuck.

real

where Sadie appears to be mainlining coffee and Ryan sits next to her at the kitchen counter, his hand on her

be, I don't

puttering around the kitchen like

an apron tied

guys are! I was going to send Blake

awkward since I was eating out Harper not even five minutes

my arm

gaze,

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