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!"

the chair, setting Sadie's

to the gas

“All of you?"

asks from

be

"Drive safe,"

my father says.

literally amazing how much Ryan can get

weed, and we hurry out to the

“Drive,"

says, keeping his eyes on the front

dad

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

was an hour of pure fucking torture,’ he exhales, smoke now filling the

the

doesn't know when

could have

Sadie says.

Easton by the balls, and he could have eaten dinner dangling over us like a

“Fuck,’ Easton groans.

"No, thank you."

"See?"

Sadie says.

"Way worse."

done with the joint, he heads back to

“Perfume,"

says, spraying all

"Gum,"

taking out a pack from

back into our house, my parents sitting in the living room,

and we follow him

“Jesus, I'm fucking starving."

taking a bite before the

pick up a chocolate strawberry flavored one and devour a

just getting to the cake part when

so we're clear—girls, you're sleeping in

you're on the

"What about my room?"

Ryan asks.

Mom shakes her head.

Harper's

and I

just keeps getting better and

and lick the remainder of the cupcake

was somewhat salvaged with

in for a

“Still nope"

and look at

"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 the stairs, falling onto my

cupcakes,’ she groans, cuddling

"Same."

bad

It really wasn't.

shit because

Ever think of that?"

might be the weed, but what

"You might be right."

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