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

conversation go over well at

mention of it and he'd probably bury me next to

firm is the one down on

"That's the one,"

I tell him.

“Thought so.

time I

didn't realize your brothers work there as well

accomplished family you have

I mention that

family when he

thought has me even

paper, we look like the

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

pre—law,’ Harper says, looking at

feel her

glance

would like me to, I

I haven't decided on a

keep my

little early to declare something I could end

"Changing to what?"

he asks.

would certainly provide well for

allowed

like I plan to sit home and watch The

lifts his wine

how many glasses

when he sips, he swallows

not have

home, you don't even own

don't even own the clothes you're

is getting ahead of ourselves,

image is in

Wonderful.

her dream, honey,’ her

we were her

He eyes his wife.

“Sure did.

stage of our lives, where you walk

conversation went from bad

Fuck me.

to just swallow me

"Dad ..."

Ryan starts.

better that it happened to

Sadie under there, there wouldn't be an ornament left and every

girl gets

Sadie gasps.

looks at Sadie and says,

like I'm

I'm

know what the

conversation has shifted to

this way with every girl he's

Sadie asks Harper's parents.

mom sets

you're the first girl Ryan has ever

“What?"

says, smiling

"Is that true?"

He shrugs.

and loud—two

She slaps him.

“OMG, shut up!"

that's what you

are having their back and forth and

as fucking horrified as

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