Harper

 I'm exhausted.

Mom and Dad have finally gone to bed, but I wouldn't put it past them to do room checks like they used to at summer camp.

I'm still downstairs with Easton bingeing some murderous documentary about a crime of passion, and some creepy stalker who always pretended to be her work friend but secretly cut pieces of her hair and slept with them in his pillow.

Ryan and Sadie are upstairs doing who knows what in the kitchen.

The creepy man on the screen continues his stalking.

Gross.

I shudder.

"Are you cold?"

Easton asks, pulling me close.

I frown.

"Is it just me or are you way too into the part where he almost gets away with it.” He shakes his head like he's disappointed in the mass murderer.

"I mean, he's an idiot, he could have made it, but noooo, he has to go back for one of those creepy pieces of hair like he didn't just kill her for rejecting him."

I scrunch up my nose.

"Weird that the husband ended up living."

"Poor guy probably wishes he were dead, imagine someone standing over you while you sleep with a butcher knife."

"Yay, what a great Christmas, so merry and bright,"

I tease and give him a hard shove.

“I'm going to have nightmares tonight about knives.” He laughs.

I turn to him and grip him by the shirt.

"I will end you if you sneak into my room, hover over me with a knife and scare the shit out of me.

I'll take that same knife and chop off both balls.” "Wouldn't that make me a eunuch?"

"Yes,"

I seethe.

"With the giant dick but a severe lack of testosterone and desire to have sex."

"Should I be scared that you just gave me an exact definition?"

He smiles.

"Chill, I won't scare you, I actually like my testicles and um..."

finger and whispers in my ear, "So do

"Do not."

sniff and look

other day

His smile is devastating.

wild animal in bed, not that I'm

holds up his

"In fact..."

heart pounds so hard it almost makes my chest

in

did I ever survive without this man? These

of us, of this, that one day we

with each

I want

he says between kisses.

after watching the whole man with the butcher knife, I can't stop thinking about your dad coming down the stairs with one of the

and

with my

my dad's messing with your erection, that's

my sides and tugs down my shorts quickly unbuttoning his jeans and pressing me back against my childhood

saw this in my future, I was too afraid to hope for it as he guides himself between my

body instantly relaxes, basically sucking him in and saying

can't even control my own body

at the stairway like he's afraid then looks back down at

was going to go but fuck, it's

you have a magic

there

just enough

know what I

It's just

find out that the couch has

embarrassed as Easton pulls

bigger mess than we've ever

"I got it."

me again and returns from the downstairs wet bar with an array of

he rubs me

not do that...the only reason

he tugs my shorts back up and wipes

you with one of his old shotguns that he probably doesn't even know how to

"Perfect."

tossing them in the trash in

and hit my dick, making your prophetic story actually come true.”

towel

as he pulls me into his

feel

hot against mine,

with the reflection of the

that I'm here, by

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