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.

for your information, we're just

you know, it’s the anniversary of her brother's death tomorrow and

My stomach drops.

could I forget

Never would.

That night.

he looked at

the way he drove off

And never came back.

Deacon was a good guy,

into the mud, and praying that nobody sees

him pretty

Ryan asks.

I shrug.

mean, I knew a lot of the guys from other

“Huh. '

Blake smirks.

“That's funny. '

“What is? '

to keep

“Nothing. '

He smiles.

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

“History? '

Ryan scratches his head.

a huge storm hit?

‘Yup. '

locks eyes with

hit the family, I'm surprised more

My nostrils flare.

“Storms happen. '

“Yeah. '

one of the blankets and grips

“Sometimes, they do.

them in the moment

um, talking

Ryan asks.

“Yes, '

we say in unison.

“Let's go, '

I say gruffly.

waiting and probably super scared and

a

“—Get it offfffffl '

voice comes

the middle of the living room, flapping her arms all over

“Stop moving! '

Aisha yells.

making it worse!

Harper adds.

“It’s alive! '

“IT’S A LEAF! '

Harper yells.

before

stops moving and looks down at her

“{t felt real. '

guys are lunatics!

all standing there, watching them, and her

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

all crazy and

Where's the whiskey? '

eyes are full of

the thunder making

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

bottle back in one huge gulp before

a look with me while Sadie sits across from Aisha

though, do

is hard for

much as I hate her, I do

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