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

Leigh to make sure

conversation go over well at this dinner

and he'd probably bury me next to Fido

the one down on Main

"That's the one,"

I tell him.

“Thought so.

it every time

work there as well until you mentioned

you have there, young

mention

Google my family when

thought has me

paper, we look like

a hybrid of American Gangster and The

into pre—law,’ Harper

can feel

glance

parents would like me to, I

decided on a

keep

a little early to declare something I could

"Changing to what?"

he asks.

would certainly provide well for your future

wife is allowed to

I plan to sit home and watch The Real

his wine into

how many glasses

this time, when he sips, he swallows half

my dear, let's not

still live at home, you don't even

you don't even own

ahead of ourselves, dont you

marriage image is in his

Wonderful.

dream, honey,’ her mom

dreams when we were her

He eyes his wife.

“Sure did.

walk

conversation went from

Fuck me.

this table to just swallow me

"Dad ..."

Ryan starts.

it's better that it happened

wouldn't be an ornament

gets

Sadie gasps.

looks at Sadie

not like

what I'm

don't know what

just happy the conversation has

with every girl he's brought

Sadie asks Harper's parents.

sets down

Ryan has ever brought

“What?"

smiling

"Is that true?"

He shrugs.

and loud—two things I

She slaps him.

“OMG, shut up!"

you love about

and Sadie are having their back and forth and

as fucking horrified as

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