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

Leigh to make sure I was always

go over well at this

it and he'd probably bury me next to Fido

law firm is the one down on Main Street, next

"That's the one,"

I tell him.

“Thought so.

time I go to the

there as well until you mentioned

you have there, young

I mention that

Google my family when he

thought has me even

look like the

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

pre—law,’ Harper says, looking

least I can feel

glance

would like me to,

decided

keep

declare something I could end

"Changing to what?"

he asks.

provide well

the wife is allowed to provide

sit home and

wine

count how many glasses he's had

this time, when he sips, he swallows half

not have

you don't even own

you don't even own

ahead of

image is

Wonderful.

dream, honey,’

when we were her

He eyes his wife.

“Sure did.

here, at this wonderful stage of our lives, where you walk into our house and

conversation went from

Fuck me.

this table to

"Dad ..."

Ryan starts.

that it happened to

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

gets w—i-I-d.*

Sadie gasps.

looks at Sadie

like I'm

believe what I'm hearing right now,’

know what the

the conversation has shifted

every girl he's brought

Sadie asks Harper's parents.

mom sets

Ryan has ever brought to

“What?"

smiling

"Is that true?"

He shrugs.

loud—two

She slaps him.

“OMG, shut up!"

that's what you love

finally look at Harper while Ryan and Sadie are having their

fucking horrified as

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