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 pushed for

that's why I pushed Leigh to make sure I

wouldn't that conversation go over

bury me next to

one down

"That's the one,"

I tell him.

“Thought so.

time I go to the

there as well

an accomplished family you have there, young

I mention

my family when he disappeared upstairs before

thought has me even more

we look like the

knows how—we're a

Harper says,

feel her looking at

don't glance

would like me to, I

I haven't decided on a

keep

early to declare something I could end

"Changing to what?"

he asks.

would certainly provide well for

is allowed to provide too, you

like I plan to sit home and watch The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills

lifts his wine into his

count how many glasses he's

this time, when he sips,

let's not have the

home, you don't even own a

even own the

getting ahead of ourselves,

the marriage image is in his

Wonderful.

her dream, honey,’

had dreams when we were her age,

He eyes his wife.

“Sure did.

we're here, at this wonderful stage of our lives, where you walk into our house and see our

went from bad

Fuck me.

want this table to just swallow

"Dad ..."

Ryan starts.

me, it's better that

there wouldn't be an ornament left and every

gets w—i-I-d.*

Sadie gasps.

at Sadie and says,

like

what I'm hearing right

what the fuck to

just happy the conversation has shifted

this way with every girl he's brought home for

Sadie asks Harper's parents.

sets down

Ryan has ever brought to

“What?"

smiling at

"Is that true?"

He shrugs.

and loud—two things I

She slaps him.

“OMG, shut up!"

you

are having their back and

as fucking

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