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

I pushed Leigh to make sure I was

that conversation go over

and he'd probably bury me next to Fido in

law firm is the one down on Main Street,

"That's the one,"

I tell him.

“Thought so.

it every time I go

brothers work there as

an accomplished family you have there,

I mention that

he Google my family when

has me

paper, we look

knows how—we're a hybrid of American

Harper says,

can feel her

don't glance at

like me to,

decided on a

to keep my options

little early to declare

"Changing to what?"

he asks.

certainly provide well for your

wife is allowed to provide too, you

not like I plan to sit home and watch The Real

his wine into

lost count how many glasses he's

when he sips,

not

you don't even own a

even own the clothes

ahead of ourselves,

image is in

Wonderful.

dream, honey,’ her

when we were

He eyes his wife.

“Sure did.

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

went from

Fuck me.

to just swallow me

"Dad ..."

Ryan starts.

that it happened to

Sadie under there, there wouldn't be an ornament left and every light would be shattered all over the

girl gets w—i-I-d.*

Sadie gasps.

Sadie and says,

not like I'm

I'm hearing right

what the fuck to

conversation has shifted

with every girl he's

Sadie asks Harper's parents.

mom sets down

you're the first girl Ryan has

“What?"

says, smiling at

"Is that true?"

He shrugs.

special and loud—two

She slaps him.

“OMG, shut up!"

that's what you love

Harper while Ryan and Sadie are having their back and forth and

as fucking

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