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.

information,

her brother's death tomorrow and it just

My stomach drops.

forget Deacon? I

Never would.

That night.

he looked at me like I’d betrayed

the way he

And never came back.

Deacon was a good guy,

saying, hiding my secrets, my past, digging deeper into the mud, and praying that nobody sees the

you know him pretty well?

Ryan asks.

I shrug.

lot of the guys from other schools, especially the football teams, but I

“Huh. '

Blake smirks.

“That's funny. '

“What is? '

try to keep

“Nothing. '

He smiles.

just thankful you let us crash here tonight, so we don't repeat history and all

“History? '

Ryan scratches his head.

wait, didn’t a huge storm

‘Yup. '

locks eyes with

biggest storm to hit the family, I'm surprised more people weren't hurt.

My nostrils flare.

“Storms happen. '

“Yeah. '

of the blankets

“Sometimes, they do.

how you handle them in the moment though that defines

um, talking about

Ryan asks.

“Yes, '

we say in unison.

“Let's go, '

I say gruffly.

probably

my girl, Sadie’s a fucking beast, a warrior

“—Get it offfffffl '

comes down

we see Sadie dancing in the middle of the living

“Stop moving! '

Aisha yells.

it worse!

Harper adds.

“It’s alive! '

“IT’S A LEAF! '

Harper yells.

down before I

and looks

“{t felt real. '

you guys

we're all standing

when Harper opened it to look out

guys are all crazy

Where's the whiskey? '

are full of

why, the thunder making

and sits on the couch, wrapping it around her, then reaching for the whiskey

back in one huge gulp before setting it down and staring

me while Sadie sits across

know though, do they? Not what

this is hard for

hate

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