Chapter 108

Easton

“Storms suck ballllssssss. '

Ryan kicks a piece of firewood.

“How do you only have like two days worth of firewood and zero storm gear in this place? '

I shrug.

“No idea, I'm not exactly a cub scout, then again”— I turn to Blake—“Anything you'd like to add to this Mr.

I[-have—at—least—seventeen— survival—patches. '

Blake flips me off.

“l was nine and you're a dick. '

I burst out laughing.

Damn, sometimes I miss him, and then I remember Aisha sucking my dick sophomore year and I get all better.

“Well ... '

I look around the shed.

“I think other than the blankets, junk food, and the rest of the firewood this is as good as it’s going to get. '

“Yeah, '

Ryan agrees.

“At least it’s not too cold yet at night and we won't starve. '

“And we do have girls to spoon, '

Blake points out.

I immediately want to be like my girl, my spoon, go fork somewhere else, then remember he has Aisha and feel my balls actually tremble.

“About that. '

“What? '

Blake looks genuinely relaxed when I'd be making SOS signals in order to escape being alone with her.

“Are you guys like... '

I make a gesture with my hands that makes zero sense, then finally just say, “Fucking.

Are you fucking? '

Blake doesn't even blink.

“Would that bother you? '

“No! '

I pretty much yell.

“Not at all, you do you, man.

['m just curious because you brought her up here and people don't typically bring others up here to talk about feelings and knit. '

“How would you know? I knit a damn good sweater. '

Blake crosses his arms.

“He knits? '

Ryan asks.

“He does, '

Blake answers with a grin.

your information, we're

anniversary of her brother's death tomorrow

My stomach drops.

forget

Never would.

That night.

way he looked at me like I’d

he

And never came back.

a

digging deeper into the mud, and praying that

you know him pretty

Ryan asks.

I shrug.

I knew a lot of the guys from other

“Huh. '

Blake smirks.

“That's funny. '

“What is? '

try to keep my

“Nothing. '

He smiles.

about it, I’m just thankful you let us crash here

“History? '

Ryan scratches his head.

wait, didn’t a huge

‘Yup. '

eyes with

family, I'm surprised more people weren't

My nostrils flare.

“Storms happen. '

“Yeah. '

the blankets and grips it in his

“Sometimes, they do.

in the moment

talking about

Ryan asks.

“Yes, '

we say in unison.

“Let's go, '

I say gruffly.

are waiting and probably

a fucking beast,

“—Get it offfffffl '

comes

and stop when we see Sadie dancing in the middle of the

“Stop moving! '

Aisha yells.

making it worse!

Harper adds.

“It’s alive! '

“IT’S A LEAF! '

Harper yells.

down before I smack

and looks down

“{t felt real. '

you guys are

screams, then realizes we're all standing there, watching them,

it to look out and they thought it was a mouse or a bat, who fucking

is, you guys are all crazy and

Where's the whiskey? '

eyes are

the thunder making

on the couch, wrapping it around her, then reaching for the whiskey that was

gulp before setting it down and staring

a look with me while Sadie sits across from Aisha and makes a

know though, do they?

is

hate her, I do

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