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

that's why I pushed Leigh to make sure I was always receiving

that conversation go over

and he'd probably bury me

firm is the one

"That's the one,"

I tell him.

“Thought so.

pass it every time

there as well until you mentioned

an accomplished family you have there,

I mention

my family when

thought has me even more

paper, we look like the

he knows how—we're a hybrid of

into pre—law,’ Harper says, looking at

I can feel her looking

glance at

like

haven't decided on a major

want to keep

declare something I could end up

"Changing to what?"

he asks.

provide well for

wife is allowed to provide too, you

sit home and watch The

his wine into his

many glasses

he sips, he swallows half

dear, let's not have the marriage

you don't even own

don't even own the clothes you're

of ourselves,

the marriage image is

Wonderful.

honey,’

had dreams when we were her age,

He eyes his wife.

“Sure did.

stage of our lives, where you walk into our house and see our

went from bad

Fuck me.

this table to just swallow me

"Dad ..."

Ryan starts.

it's better that

wouldn't be an ornament left and every

girl gets

Sadie gasps.

looks at Sadie

like

believe what I'm hearing right now,’

don't know what the

happy the conversation has

this way with every girl he's brought home for

Sadie asks Harper's parents.

mom sets down

the first girl Ryan

“What?"

smiling at

"Is that true?"

He shrugs.

and loud—two things

She slaps him.

“OMG, shut up!"

that's what you

are having

fucking horrified as

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