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

I pushed Leigh to make sure I

wouldn't that conversation go over well

he'd probably bury me next to Fido in the

the one down on Main Street, next to

"That's the one,"

I tell him.

“Thought so.

time I go

there as well until you

an accomplished family you have

mention

my family when he disappeared upstairs

thought has me even more

paper, we look like

how—we're a hybrid of American

going into pre—law,’ Harper

I can feel

glance at

parents would like me to, I

decided on a

keep my

to declare something

"Changing to what?"

he asks.

well for

allowed to provide too,

not like I plan to sit home and watch

lifts his wine

lost count how many glasses he's

he sips,

dear, let's not have the marriage

still live at home, you don't

don't even own the

ahead of ourselves, dont

marriage image

Wonderful.

honey,’

had dreams when we

He eyes his wife.

“Sure did.

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

conversation went from

Fuck me.

this table to just swallow

"Dad ..."

Ryan starts.

better that

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

gets w—i-I-d.*

Sadie gasps.

looks at Sadie

like

can't believe what I'm hearing right now,’ Harper

what the fuck to

just happy the conversation has shifted

way with every girl he's brought home for

Sadie asks Harper's parents.

mom sets down

the first girl Ryan has

“What?"

smiling

"Is that true?"

He shrugs.

special and loud—two

She slaps him.

“OMG, shut up!"

that's what you love

Ryan and Sadie are having their back and forth and

fucking horrified

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