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 good

why I pushed Leigh to

conversation go over well at

it and he'd probably bury me

is the one down on Main

"That's the one,"

I tell him.

“Thought so.

pass it every time I go to the

work there

family you have there,

I mention

my family when he

has me

paper, we look

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

going into pre—law,’ Harper

can feel her looking

don't glance at

like

decided on a

want to keep

early to declare

"Changing to what?"

he asks.

certainly provide well

the wife is allowed to provide too,

home and watch The Real Housewives of Beverly

wine

many glasses

he sips, he

my dear, let's not have the marriage

you

even own the clothes you're

of ourselves,

the marriage image is

Wonderful.

her dream, honey,’ her

dreams when we were her age, didn't

He eyes his wife.

“Sure did.

our lives, where you walk into our house and see our daughter doing the unmentionable under the Christmas

from bad

Fuck me.

want this table to

"Dad ..."

Ryan starts.

better that it

it been Sadie under there, there wouldn't be an ornament left and every light would be shattered

girl gets

Sadie gasps.

looks at Sadie and says,

not like I'm

what I'm hearing right now,’

know what the

conversation has shifted to

this way with every girl he's brought

Sadie asks Harper's parents.

sets

you're the first girl Ryan has ever brought

“What?"

smiling

"Is that true?"

He shrugs.

and loud—two

She slaps him.

“OMG, shut up!"

you love

are having their back and forth and she's shaking

fucking

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