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 for good

Leigh to make sure I

that conversation go over well

he'd probably bury me next to

is the one down on Main Street,

"That's the one,"

I tell him.

“Thought so.

it every time I go to the

didn't realize your brothers work there

family you have

I mention

family when he disappeared

me even more

look

a

into pre—law,’ Harper

I can feel her looking at

don't glance

like me

decided on a

keep my options

declare something

"Changing to what?"

he asks.

would certainly provide well

is allowed to provide too,

I plan to sit home and watch The Real Housewives of

wine

how many glasses he's had

sips, he

dear, let's not have the

at home, you don't even own a

don't even own the clothes you're

getting ahead of

marriage image

Wonderful.

her dream, honey,’ her mom

we

He eyes his wife.

“Sure did.

stage of our lives, where you walk into our house

conversation went from bad

Fuck me.

to

"Dad ..."

Ryan starts.

it's better that

wouldn't be an ornament left and every light would

gets w—i-I-d.*

Sadie gasps.

looks at Sadie and

not like I'm

believe what I'm hearing right now,’

know what the

happy the conversation has shifted to

this way with every girl he's brought home

Sadie asks Harper's parents.

sets down

you're the first girl Ryan has

“What?"

smiling

"Is that true?"

He shrugs.

loud—two

She slaps him.

“OMG, shut up!"

what you love

look at Harper while Ryan and Sadie are having their back and forth and she's shaking her

as fucking horrified

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