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!"

from the chair, setting

to the

“All of you?"

from

we'll be back in

"Drive safe,"

my father says.

amazing how much Ryan can

get his keys and weed, and we hurry out to

“Drive,"

eyes on the front

your dad

and hits the gas and Sadie lights up the joint, taking a hit

that was an hour of pure fucking torture,’

take the joint from

doesn't

it could have

Sadie says.

he could have

“Fuck,’ Easton groans.

"No, thank you."

"See?"

Sadie says.

"Way worse."

second we're done with the joint, he heads

“Perfume,"

spraying all of

"Gum,"

out a pack from

piece, laughing at Sadie's wobble as we walk back into our

and we

“Jesus, I'm fucking starving."

the box and digs right in, taking a bite

devour a

just getting to the cake part when

clear—girls, you're sleeping in Harper's

on the

"What about my room?"

Ryan asks.

Mom shakes her head.

Harper's

and I look at

just keeps getting better

the remainder of the cupcake off my

was somewhat salvaged

lean in for

“Still nope"

sigh and look

"I'm over this.

Let's go to bed."

and kisses

“Until the morning, lover?"

He grabs her ass.

"You know it."

and Sadie and I hurry up

cupcakes,’

"Same."

as bad

It really wasn't.

shit

Ever think of that?"

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

"You might be right."

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