Chapter 111

Harper

I can tell something is wrong by the way Aisha’s grinning and wiping her mouth and the way that Easton looks ready to hurl.

His face is pale.

And memories of what Blake said in the garage have my head spinning already.

He warned me about her, he said that she’s still hung up on Easton and would do anything short of murdering me to get to him.

I didn’t expect Blake to come right out and confirm all suspicions, I also didn’t expect him to pull me in for a hug and tell me he cared.

I was so confused by the time I made it back into the house that all I could get out was, bed, ready for bed—and the confusion had nothing to do with my feelings for Blake but more or less what the hell sort of game were they both playing.

And why did it feel like they were trying to get both of us alone? Aisha’s still grinning at me.

And I’ve had it.

I stomp over to her and shove her away from Easton so hard she stumbles back and falls against the couch—it’s extra dramatic on her part, but whatever.

“Stay the hell away from Easton! '

“Or what? '

She adjusts her towel.

“You're going to cry? Run me over with your car? You'll never have what we—- '

I slap her.I just go for it.I can't handle it anymore and I don’t have to take it.

The sound of my palm hitting her face goes off like a bomb in that room.

“Listen... '

I barely recognize my own voice.

“I would never keep Easton trapped ina relationship just because I wanted him on my arm, or just because I felt like I deserved him.

I love him.

And if you're what he wants, then even though it would kill me, I'd let him go. '

I back away and turn to a shocked Easton.

“So is this it? Is this what you want, Easton? '

“No, 'he says gruffly, and then pulls me into his arms and kisses the crap out of me, lifting me into his arms so steady, so fast, that all I feel is him—everywhere.

He tears his mouth away long enough to say, “Take a room, sleep outside, hell, burn the place down, I don't give a fuck, just don’ t bother us and Aisha”—he looks over his shoulder, eyes blazing—“We're done.

I don’t want to see you.

to talk

would be ashamed of you—I know

our bedroom, kicking the door closed with his foot and tossing me onto the

fucking sorry,

he whispers between kisses.

back, because I love him, but I’m still

we weren't

he was into? What he wants? “I know

“Aw, he’s learning. '

face

with this whole I

Tears fill my eyes.

as long as you get

I’m not proud of and

not what I

He cups my cheek.

I was just searching for something I believed would make me

Until you.

what makes me

My heart expands.

“That's so sweet. '

that slap was

he adds.

didn’t

serious right now?

cock so

my lower lip twice before his tongue dives back in as

it took was a quick slap and

always ready for me.

we haven't said but will eventually need to

kick down his

me and lays on his back

“Alright, service me. '

out of him as he tackles

“Too soon? '

room, Easton,

to light up briefly, showing me his full lips and perfect

everything disappear, all the chaos from

I shudder.

think about her

I look away quickly.

“Or... '

lowers his

just lost a bit of the

stare up

she

makes two of us,

kissing

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