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 just

to her lately, you know, it’s the anniversary of her brother's death tomorrow and it just seemed like the right thing to do.

My stomach drops.

I forget

Never would.

That night.

he looked at me like

the way he drove off in

And never came back.

was a

myself saying, hiding my secrets, my past, digging deeper into the mud, and praying that

him pretty well?

Ryan asks.

I shrug.

lot of the guys from other schools, especially the football

“Huh. '

Blake smirks.

“That's funny. '

“What is? '

keep

“Nothing. '

He smiles.

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

“History? '

Ryan scratches his head.

a huge storm hit?

‘Yup. '

locks eyes

family, I'm surprised more people

My nostrils flare.

“Storms happen. '

“Yeah. '

one of the blankets and grips it in his

“Sometimes, they do.

about how you handle them in the moment though

talking about

Ryan asks.

“Yes, '

we say in unison.

“Let's go, '

I say gruffly.

are waiting and probably

not my girl, Sadie’s a fucking beast,

“—Get it offfffffl '

comes down

dancing in the middle of the living room, flapping her

“Stop moving! '

Aisha yells.

it worse!

Harper adds.

“It’s alive! '

“IT’S A LEAF! '

Harper yells.

before I smack

moving and looks down at

“{t felt real. '

you guys are

standing there, watching them,

through the door when Harper opened it to look out and they thought it was a mouse

are all crazy

Where's the whiskey? '

are full

I know why, the thunder making her flinch

the couch, wrapping it around her, then reaching for the

tips the bottle back in one huge gulp before

me while Sadie sits across

know though, do they?

this is hard

hate

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