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 good

I pushed Leigh to make sure

go over well at this

he'd probably bury me next to Fido in

is the one

"That's the one,"

I tell him.

“Thought so.

pass it every time

your brothers work there as well until

an accomplished family you have there,

mention that

family when he disappeared upstairs before

thought has me

paper, we look like the

if you start digging— and maybe he knows how—we're a

pre—law,’ Harper says,

feel her

glance at

parents would like

I haven't decided on a major

to keep

to declare something I could end up

"Changing to what?"

he asks.

well for

is allowed to provide

and

wine

how many glasses he's

when he sips,

let's not have

home, you don't even own

own the clothes you're

ahead of ourselves, dont

image is

Wonderful.

honey,’ her

dreams when we were her age, didn't

He eyes his wife.

“Sure did.

here, at this wonderful stage of our lives, where you walk into our house and

conversation went from bad

Fuck me.

want this table to just swallow

"Dad ..."

Ryan starts.

better that it happened

be an ornament left and every light would be shattered all

gets

Sadie gasps.

at Sadie

not like

I'm hearing

what the fuck to

conversation has shifted

behave this way with every girl he's brought home

Sadie asks Harper's parents.

sets

girl Ryan has ever

“What?"

says, smiling at

"Is that true?"

He shrugs.

loud—two things I

She slaps him.

“OMG, shut up!"

you love about

at Harper while Ryan and Sadie are having their

as fucking horrified

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