You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 135

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

Leigh to

conversation go over well at this dinner

of it and he'd probably bury me next to

his law firm is the one down on

"That's the one,"

I tell him.

“Thought so.

every time I go to

there as well until you

you have there,

mention that

family when he disappeared upstairs before

thought has me even more

paper, we look

knows how—we're a hybrid of American Gangster

Harper says,

feel her looking at

don't glance

like me to, I

I haven't decided

to keep my options

to declare something I could

"Changing to what?"

he asks.

well

allowed

I plan to sit home and watch The

his wine into

lost count how many glasses

when he sips,

dear, let's not

still live at home, you don't even

own the

getting ahead of ourselves,

marriage image is in his

Wonderful.

honey,’

had dreams when we

He eyes his wife.

“Sure did.

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

from bad to

Fuck me.

this table to

"Dad ..."

Ryan starts.

it's better that it happened to

be an ornament left

girl gets w—i-I-d.*

Sadie gasps.

at Sadie and

not like I'm

I'm

don't know what

just happy the conversation has shifted to

with every girl he's

Sadie asks Harper's parents.

sets down her

girl Ryan has ever brought

“What?"

smiling at

"Is that true?"

He shrugs.

loud—two things I

She slaps him.

“OMG, shut up!"

you love

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

fucking horrified

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