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 ear, "So

"Do not."

and look

sucked them so hard the other day I was afraid you were going

His smile is devastating.

you've been like a wild animal

holds up

"In fact..."

in, my heart pounds so hard it almost makes

lips meet in

without this man? These kisses?

of this, that one day we really will make it through the end of the movie without getting

legs tangle with each other and the blankets on

I want

he says between kisses.

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

and kisses me

with

with your erection, that's new,’ I tease,

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

saw this in my future, I was too afraid to hope for it as

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

even control my own body as I get dangerously

looks up at the stairway like he's afraid then

fast I was going to go but fuck, it's even worse than I thought.” He bites down on his lower

you have

all there is

it makes the pressure shift just enough for his angle to

know what I

if It's just

the couch has joined

embarrassed as Easton pulls

bigger mess than

"I got it."

again and returns from the downstairs wet bar with an array of paper towels and a warm rag from the

as he rubs

"Gonna have to not do that...the only reason I have self control is fear of

say as he tugs my shorts

his old shotguns that he probably

"Perfect."

rolls his eyes and gathers the used paper towels, tossing them in the trash in the corner, taking one

making your prophetic story actually come true.”

towel

funny?” “Hilarious.” I laugh again as he pulls me into his arms, kissing me on

feel

hot against mine, muscular, firm, and

as we sit with the reflection of the documentary

you to know that I'm here,

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