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

that conversation go over

it and he'd probably bury me next to

his law firm is the one down on Main Street, next to

"That's the one,"

I tell him.

“Thought so.

pass it every time

there as well until you mentioned

an accomplished family you have there,

I mention that

did he Google my family when

thought has me even more

paper, we look like

a hybrid of

going into pre—law,’ Harper

least I can feel

don't glance

would like me

haven't decided on

keep my

to declare

"Changing to what?"

he asks.

would certainly provide well for

the wife is allowed

I plan to sit home and watch The Real Housewives of

wine into

many glasses he's

this time, when he sips,

dear, let's not have

at home, you

you don't even own

of

the marriage image is in his

Wonderful.

dream, honey,’ her mom

when we were her

He eyes his wife.

“Sure did.

where you walk into our house and see

conversation went from bad to

Fuck me.

want this table to just

"Dad ..."

Ryan starts.

it's better that it

been Sadie under there, there wouldn't be an ornament left and every light would be

gets

Sadie gasps.

Sadie

like I'm

believe what I'm hearing right now,’ Harper

know what the fuck to

the conversation has shifted to someone

way with every girl he's brought home for

Sadie asks Harper's parents.

sets down

Ryan has

“What?"

says, smiling at

"Is that true?"

He shrugs.

and loud—two things

She slaps him.

“OMG, shut up!"

you love about

Sadie are having their

fucking

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