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

conversation go over well at this dinner

and he'd probably bury

his law firm is the one down on

"That's the one,"

I tell him.

“Thought so.

pass it every time I go to

brothers work there as well

family you

I mention that

Google my family when he disappeared upstairs

me even

paper, we look like

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

into pre—law,’ Harper says,

I can feel her looking

don't glance at

parents would like me to,

decided

want to keep

declare something I

"Changing to what?"

he asks.

would certainly provide well for your future

allowed to provide too,

to sit home and

lifts his wine

count how many glasses he's

this time, when he sips, he swallows

not have the

you

you don't even own the clothes

ahead of ourselves,

image is in his

Wonderful.

dream, honey,’ her

we were her

He eyes his wife.

“Sure did.

you walk

conversation went from bad

Fuck me.

table to just

"Dad ..."

Ryan starts.

me, it's better that it happened to

ornament left

girl gets w—i-I-d.*

Sadie gasps.

at Sadie and says,

like

can't believe what I'm hearing right now,’

know what the fuck

happy the conversation has shifted to someone

every girl he's brought

Sadie asks Harper's parents.

mom sets down her

girl Ryan has ever brought to

“What?"

smiling

"Is that true?"

He shrugs.

special and loud—two things I

She slaps him.

“OMG, shut up!"

what you

finally look at Harper while Ryan and Sadie are having their back

as fucking

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