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

pushed Leigh to make sure I was always receiving

conversation go over well at this

probably bury me next to Fido in the

dad, his law firm is the one down

"That's the one,"

I tell him.

“Thought so.

every time I go to

there as well until

an accomplished family you have

mention that

family when

has me

look like the

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

pre—law,’ Harper says, looking

feel her

don't glance at

would like me to,

haven't decided on

keep

to declare something I

"Changing to what?"

he asks.

well for your future

the wife is allowed to provide

not like I plan to sit home and watch The

wine into

count how many glasses

when he sips, he swallows half

let's not have

at home, you don't even own

even own the

ahead of ourselves, dont

the marriage image

Wonderful.

honey,’

when we were her age,

He eyes his wife.

“Sure did.

of our lives, where you walk into our house and see our

from bad to

Fuck me.

table to just swallow me

"Dad ..."

Ryan starts.

that

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

girl gets

Sadie gasps.

Sadie

like

believe what I'm

what the fuck

happy the conversation has shifted

every girl he's brought home

Sadie asks Harper's parents.

mom sets

you're the first girl Ryan

“What?"

smiling

"Is that true?"

He shrugs.

and loud—two

She slaps him.

“OMG, shut up!"

that's what you

Ryan and Sadie are having their back and forth and she's shaking

as fucking horrified as

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