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.

always pushed for good

I pushed Leigh to make sure I was

wouldn't that conversation go over

and he'd probably bury me next to Fido

dad, his law firm is the one down

"That's the one,"

I tell him.

“Thought so.

every time I go to the

your brothers work there

you have

mention that

he Google my family when he

has me even more

paper, we look like the

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

Harper says, looking

can feel her looking at

glance

would like me to, I

haven't decided on a

keep my options

a little early to declare something I could

"Changing to what?"

he asks.

certainly provide well for

wife is allowed

home and watch The Real

wine into

how many glasses

he sips, he swallows half

let's not have the marriage

home, you

even own the

ahead of ourselves, dont you

marriage image is

Wonderful.

dream, honey,’ her mom

when we were her age,

He eyes his wife.

“Sure did.

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

went from bad

Fuck me.

table to just swallow me

"Dad ..."

Ryan starts.

better that it

there, there wouldn't be an ornament left and every

girl gets w—i-I-d.*

Sadie gasps.

Sadie and says,

not like

I'm hearing right now,’ Harper

know what the fuck

happy the conversation has

every

Sadie asks Harper's parents.

mom sets down

you're the first girl Ryan has

“What?"

smiling at

"Is that true?"

He shrugs.

loud—two things I

She slaps him.

“OMG, shut up!"

what you love

Harper while Ryan and Sadie are having their back and forth and she's

as fucking horrified as

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