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..."

whispers in my

"Do not."

and

them so hard the other day I was

His smile is devastating.

you've been like a wild animal in

up

"In fact..."

pounds so hard it almost makes my chest

meet in

how did I ever survive without this man? These

one day we really will make it through the end of

question as our legs tangle with each other

love you and I want

he says between kisses.

can't stop thinking about your dad coming down the stairs with

and

messing with my

your erection, that's new,’

sides and tugs down my shorts quickly unbuttoning

it but never saw this in my future, I was

how big his dick was, but now my body instantly relaxes, basically sucking him in and saying a

control my own body as I get dangerously close within

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

how fast I was going to go but fuck, it's even worse than

you have

there is to

laugh and it makes the pressure shift just enough for his angle to hit the perfect little magical

know

It's just

I know is Mom can never find out that the couch has joined the soon to be long list of desecrated

almost embarrassed as Easton pulls

bigger mess than we've

"I got it."

the downstairs wet bar with an array of paper towels and a

groan as he rubs

not do that...the only reason I have

I say as he tugs my shorts back up and wipes down my

you with one of his old shotguns

"Perfect."

them in the trash in the corner, taking one look at the wash-—rag and looking to

hit my dick, making your prophetic story actually come true.” I fall back on the

towel and walks

he pulls me into his arms, kissing

feel your

against mine, muscular, firm,

sit with the reflection of the documentary on

I'm here, by your side,

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255