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

I pushed Leigh to make sure I was always receiving

go over well at this

he'd probably bury

the one down on Main Street, next to the

"That's the one,"

I tell him.

“Thought so.

pass it every time I

didn't realize your brothers work there as

you

mention

my family when he disappeared

me even more

look

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

pre—law,’ Harper says, looking

least I can feel her

glance at

would like me to,

I haven't decided on a

want to keep my options

declare

"Changing to what?"

he asks.

well

the wife is allowed to provide too, you

home and watch The Real Housewives

wine into his

lost count how many glasses he's had

he sips,

not have the marriage

live at home, you

own the clothes

is getting ahead of ourselves, dont

the marriage image is

Wonderful.

honey,’ her

dreams when we were her

He eyes his wife.

“Sure did.

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

from bad to

Fuck me.

to just

"Dad ..."

Ryan starts.

better that it happened to

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

gets

Sadie gasps.

Sadie

like I'm

what I'm hearing right now,’ Harper

know what the fuck

the conversation has shifted

Ryan behave this way with every

Sadie asks Harper's parents.

mom sets down

you're the first girl Ryan

“What?"

says, smiling at

"Is that true?"

He shrugs.

loud—two

She slaps him.

“OMG, shut up!"

you love about

finally look at Harper while Ryan and Sadie are having their back and

as fucking

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