Chapter 135
Easton
"This is delicious,’ I say to Harper's mom after I take my first bite of her lasagna.

"Thank you again for having me over."

Harper had told me her mom was a good cook.

She wasn't kidding.

At least that's one positive thing that will come out of this experience.

I certainly won't go to bed hungry.

"Thank you, Easton.

I'm happy you like it,"

her mom replies.

"Yup, he's right,’ Sadie says, her mouth full.

“This is some seriously good grub.

The last time my mom made lasagna, she used cottage cheese instead of ricotta—I guess she ran out."

She takes a bite of garlic bread, the crunch loud enough to wake the dead.

“I wish I could say it was good, but it had chunks of pineapple in it."

She makes a face like she's about to hurl.

"Pineapple with meat sauce, that's a hard no."

"I'm happy to share my recipe with her,"

her mom says.

"Just remind me in the morning and I'll text you a picture of it."

“Easton, her dad says, wiping his mouth with a napkin, giving me a second to chew and swallow, preparing for more battle.

“How are your grades this year?"

"My grades are good, sir."

“Easton always makes honor roll,"

Sadie chimes in.

"He's one of the smart ones.

You know, like Ryan here."

She bats her eyes at him, and he kisses her.

Man, that kid has balls.

I'm sitting beside Harper, but I've barely looked at her.

I don't fucking dare.

With her dad sitting across from me, I can feel him stare at me while he chews.

While he takes a drink.

While he moves his salad around the plate.

Will this ever fucking end?

"So, is Sadie right, you make honor roll?"

he asks me.

"Yep."

I hold my piece of garlic bread, but I dont take a bite.

It reminds me of a bun—and just, no.

parents have always pushed for

I pushed Leigh to make sure I was always

conversation go over well at this

mention of it and he'd probably bury me next to

the one down on

"That's the one,"

I tell him.

“Thought so.

every time I

your brothers work there as

family you have there,

I mention

he Google my family when

thought has me even more

look

start digging— and maybe he knows how—we're a

pre—law,’ Harper

can feel her

glance at

like me

haven't decided on a

keep

little early to declare something I could end

"Changing to what?"

he asks.

provide well for your

the wife is allowed to provide

to sit home and watch The Real Housewives of Beverly

his wine into

many

this time, when he sips,

my dear, let's not have the marriage

you don't even

even own the clothes you're

is getting ahead of ourselves,

marriage image is in his

Wonderful.

her dream, honey,’ her

had dreams when we

He eyes his wife.

“Sure did.

our lives, where you walk into our house and see our daughter doing

went from bad

Fuck me.

want this table to just swallow

"Dad ..."

Ryan starts.

me, it's better that

ornament left and every light would be shattered all

gets w—i-I-d.*

Sadie gasps.

at Sadie and says,

like I'm

believe what I'm hearing right

know what the

conversation

every girl he's brought home

Sadie asks Harper's parents.

mom sets down

the first girl Ryan has ever brought to

“What?"

says, smiling at

"Is that true?"

He shrugs.

loud—two

She slaps him.

“OMG, shut up!"

what you

Ryan and Sadie are having their back and forth and

fucking

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