You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 135

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.

always pushed

Leigh to make

that conversation go over well at this

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

one down on Main Street,

"That's the one,"

I tell him.

“Thought so.

it every time I go to

there as well until you mentioned

an accomplished family you have there, young

mention

my family when

has me

we look

maybe he knows how—we're a hybrid of American Gangster and The Wolf of

going into pre—law,’ Harper says, looking at

can feel her

don't glance

like me to,

I haven't decided

want to keep my

declare something I could end up

"Changing to what?"

he asks.

well for your

the wife is allowed to provide too,

home and watch

his wine

how many glasses he's

this time, when he sips,

let's not have

home, you don't even

own the clothes you're

of ourselves, dont you

image is in his

Wonderful.

dream, honey,’

dreams when we

He eyes his wife.

“Sure did.

you walk into our house and

from

Fuck me.

want this table to just

"Dad ..."

Ryan starts.

better that it happened to

there wouldn't be an ornament left and every

gets

Sadie gasps.

looks at Sadie and

not like

I'm hearing right now,’

what the

just happy the conversation

behave this way with every girl he's

Sadie asks Harper's parents.

sets down

Ryan has ever brought to

“What?"

says, smiling

"Is that true?"

He shrugs.

special and loud—two things

She slaps him.

“OMG, shut up!"

you love about

are having their back and forth and she's shaking her

as fucking horrified

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