Chapter 175

Harper

We've only been partying for a couple of hours, but I am having the best night ever.

The booze is flowing, I can feel Easton watch me as I dance, his gaze eating me up.

He doesn't come over and talk to me or try to dance with me—that is definitely not his style—but I'm still having fun.

Teasing him.

Trying to turn him on.

From the dark look on his face I've been seeing all night, I'm pretty sure it's working.

“Your man can't stop staring at you,” Sadie yells, that ever present tequila bottle clutched in her hand.

"Your man is staring at you too"

My brother is standing right next to Easton, the both of them watching us.

The music switches to a slow song and Sadie grabs hold of me like we're going to slow dance.

"What are you doing?" “Loving on my bestie.” She gives me a tight squeeze.

"Thank you for always being there for me"

"Oh my God, Sadie.” I hug her close.

"You've been there for me so much this year.

I don't know how I would've survived without you"

"Same girl, same"

Sadie pulls away, her hands on my shoulders as she contemplates me.

"I can't believe Ryan and I are going to the same college"

“Are you happy?" "So happy"

She lets go of me to take a long swallow of tequila, grimacing as she wipes the back of her hand across her mouth.

"That shit is nasty"

drinking it?" "I

She shrugs.

huge as she sways a

want to know what I've got planned

I

need to

bottle upside down, only a couple of drops leaking from it

polished this one

"Sadie.."

I gape at her.

that entire bottle? She's going to be

"I'll be right back.

want to come with?" Sadie sends mea

"I'll stay right here.

her, my gaze going to Easton to find him deep in conversation

“Okay! Be right back"

around the pool for Ryan

in search of more tequila, I'll

at her as if she's the hottest thing alive for only so long

doing as

want to hang out

rather be alone with

“Hey, Harp"

turn to find Blake standing before

his hair is trying

from the glazed look I see in his eyes, I'm

"Hey Blake.

are you?"

"Fucked up"

early,’ I point

I'm still fucked up.” He steps closer, and I catch a whiff of alcohol

going to UCLA with Easton, huh?" I nod, taking a step

on his feet I'm afraid

"Definitely.

always been my dream

girl, so it works out perfect.” His smile fades, his expression turning

son of

"Blake"

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