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 feet on

to the gas

“All of you?"

from the

we'll be

"Drive safe,"

my father says.

how much Ryan can

and weed, and we hurry out to the car, Easton climbing into the backseat with

“Drive,"

says, keeping his eyes on the

your dad

up the joint,

fucking torture,’

take the

doesn't

could have

Sadie says.

could have hung Easton by the balls, and he

“Fuck,’ Easton groans.

"No, thank you."

"See?"

Sadie says.

"Way worse."

time and the second we're done with

“Perfume,"

says, spraying all

"Gum,"

a pack

chewing a piece, laughing at Sadie's wobble as we walk back into our house, my

says, and we follow him

“Jesus, I'm fucking starving."

taking

a chocolate strawberry flavored one and devour a bite of frosting, watching

the cake part

you're sleeping in Harper's

on the

"What about my room?"

Ryan asks.

Mom shakes her head.

is across from Harper's room, not

leaves and I look

keeps getting

lick the remainder of the

somewhat salvaged

lean in for a kiss and

“Still nope"

and look at

"I'm over this.

Let's go to bed."

and

“Until the morning, lover?"

He grabs her ass.

"You know it."

kiss and Sadie and I hurry up the stairs, falling onto my bed the moment we get

could eat seven more cupcakes,’

"Same."

wasn't as bad

It really wasn't.

giving him shit because they really

Ever think of that?"

be the weed, but what she's saying actually

"You might be right."

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