Chapter 136
Harper
"That was fucking brutal,"

Easton says as we collapse onto the couch in the living room, the dinner finally behind us.

"Like a root canal with no Novocain, performed by a first— year dental student, kind of pain."

I feel every word of that, deep in my soul.

“Easton ..."

I turn to him.

"My family is the worst.

If I knew it was going to be like that, I would have ..."

My voice fades as I think of what the alternative would have been.

"I don't know what I would have done, but I'm sorry."

I lean toward him, needing to feel his arms around me, his lips on mine and the moment I get within a few inches, he puts his hand on my chest, keeping me from coming any closer.

"Not under this roof, remember?"

I roll my eyes.

"They're in the kitchen, they can't see anything that's happening out here."

“What if your dad has laser vision or cameras or, I don't know, a sixth sense.

I'm not taking any fucking chances."

“Dude, Sadie and I banged in their bed a few days ago and he didn't notice.

You're giving my dad far too much credit,"

Ryan says from the recliner where Sadie is sitting on his lap.

"Gross."

I gag and look at Sadie.

"My parents’ bed?

Really?"

She shrugs.

“It's spacious."

“I'm not taking any chances,’ Easton says.

"From now on, we go to my house, yours is forever off limits."

Which makes me sad.

Our house was always somewhat off limits, a place no one wanted to come to since it's on the poor side of town.

But now that Ryan and Sadie are together and Easton and I are dating, our house has become much more popular.

And now that's going to change.

Because my parents are ridiculous.

Ugh.

"Well, we're here now,’ Sadie says, "so what do you guys feel like doing?

Watching a movie?

Playing a game?"

“Getting high, Easton says.

"I second that,’ Ryan adds.

"Third,"

I reply.

“Mom!"

Ryan yells.

"Dad!"

chair, setting Sadie's

going to

“All of you?"

from

be back in

"Drive safe,"

my father says.

how much Ryan can

to get his keys and weed, and we

“Drive,"

keeping his eyes on the front

dad changes

lights up the joint, taking a hit

pure fucking torture,’ he exhales, smoke now

take the

just doesn't know when

it could

Sadie says.

Easton by the balls, and he

“Fuck,’ Easton groans.

"No, thank you."

"See?"

Sadie says.

"Way worse."

eye on the time and the second we're done with the joint, he heads back to our neighborhood and

“Perfume,"

spraying

"Gum,"

taking out a pack

chewing a piece, laughing at Sadie's wobble as we walk back into our house, my parents sitting in the living room, watching some stupid

Ryan says, and we

“Jesus, I'm fucking starving."

and digs right in, taking a bite before the baking cup

strawberry flavored one and devour a bite of frosting,

to the cake part when Mom appears in the

we're clear—girls, you're sleeping in

you're on the

"What about my room?"

Ryan asks.

Mom shakes her head.

is across from Harper's

leaves and I

keeps getting better

finish and lick the remainder of the

glad tonight was somewhat salvaged

for a

“Still nope"

and look at

"I'm over this.

Let's go to bed."

nods and kisses

“Until the morning, lover?"

He grabs her ass.

"You know it."

hurry up the stairs, falling onto my

eat seven more cupcakes,’ she groans, cuddling into my

"Same."

as bad as you

It really wasn't.

him shit

Ever think of that?"

be the weed, but what she's saying actually makes

"You might be right."

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