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

that's why I pushed Leigh to make sure I

wouldn't that conversation go over well at this dinner

probably bury me next to Fido

the one down on Main Street, next to

"That's the one,"

I tell him.

“Thought so.

time I go

work there as well until you mentioned

accomplished family you have

mention

he Google my family when he disappeared

has me even

we look

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

pre—law,’ Harper says, looking

I can feel her

don't glance

would like

I haven't decided on a major

keep my

early to declare something I could end

"Changing to what?"

he asks.

well for

allowed

plan to sit home and watch The Real Housewives of

wine into

how many glasses he's

sips, he swallows

dear, let's not

you don't even own

you don't even own the

ahead of ourselves, dont you

the marriage image is in his

Wonderful.

dream, honey,’ her mom

when we

He eyes his wife.

“Sure did.

walk into our house and see our daughter doing the unmentionable

from bad

Fuck me.

to just

"Dad ..."

Ryan starts.

that it happened to

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

gets w—i-I-d.*

Sadie gasps.

at Sadie and says,

not like

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

what the

happy the conversation

Ryan behave this way with every girl he's brought home

Sadie asks Harper's parents.

mom sets

you're the first girl Ryan has ever brought

“What?"

smiling

"Is that true?"

He shrugs.

loud—two things I

She slaps him.

“OMG, shut up!"

that's what you love

Sadie are

as fucking horrified as

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