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.

have always

to make sure I

that conversation go over well

bury me next to Fido

is the one down on Main Street, next to

"That's the one,"

I tell him.

“Thought so.

it every time

work there as

family you

mention

Google my family when he disappeared

thought has me even

we look like

he knows how—we're a hybrid of American

pre—law,’ Harper says,

feel her

don't glance at

would like me to,

decided

keep

a little early to declare something

"Changing to what?"

he asks.

well for your future

is allowed to provide too, you

like I plan to sit home and watch

wine into

count how many glasses

sips,

let's not have the

home, you don't even

own

ahead of ourselves, dont

image is

Wonderful.

dream, honey,’ her mom

we were her age, didn't

He eyes his wife.

“Sure did.

of our lives, where you walk into our house and see our daughter doing the unmentionable under the Christmas

conversation went from bad to

Fuck me.

table to just

"Dad ..."

Ryan starts.

it's better that

there, there wouldn't be an ornament left and every light would be shattered all

gets

Sadie gasps.

Sadie and says,

not like

believe what I'm hearing

know what the fuck to

the conversation has shifted to

with every girl he's brought home

Sadie asks Harper's parents.

mom sets down

you're the first girl Ryan

“What?"

says, smiling

"Is that true?"

He shrugs.

loud—two

She slaps him.

“OMG, shut up!"

that's what you love

look at Harper while Ryan and Sadie are having their

as fucking

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