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.

always pushed

pushed Leigh to make sure I was always

over well at

and he'd probably bury

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

"That's the one,"

I tell him.

“Thought so.

time

didn't realize your brothers work there as

an accomplished family you have there,

I mention

did he Google my family when

has me even more

look like

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

Harper says,

I can feel

don't glance at

parents would like me to,

I haven't decided on a

to keep my

a little early to declare something I could end up

"Changing to what?"

he asks.

provide well for

allowed to provide too, you

I plan to sit home and

wine

many glasses

time, when he sips, he swallows

dear, let's not have the

you don't

even own the clothes you're

getting ahead of

the marriage image is in

Wonderful.

her dream, honey,’ her mom

we were her age, didn't

He eyes his wife.

“Sure did.

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

from

Fuck me.

want this table to just

"Dad ..."

Ryan starts.

better that

ornament left and every light would be shattered

girl gets w—i-I-d.*

Sadie gasps.

looks at Sadie and

like

I'm hearing right now,’

know what

just happy the conversation

behave this way with every girl he's brought

Sadie asks Harper's parents.

sets down her

the first girl Ryan has

“What?"

says, smiling at

"Is that true?"

He shrugs.

and loud—two

She slaps him.

“OMG, shut up!"

what you love about

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

as fucking horrified as

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