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“It’s mind-blowing that you can even ask me that question.”
She attempts to leave, and I set my arm above her head, caging her against the wall.
“Talk to me, Harper.”
She swallows, like her throat is on fire.
“I can’t believe you’re making me say this ” Tears threaten to drip.
“You don’t remember going down on Aisha last night while I was on the phone-your phone, that I called, and she answered.”
“What the fuck are you talking about?” Rage is pulsing through me.
“You called me? And she answered? And she told you I was eating her pussy?”
“I heard you doing it.”
“What exactly did you hear?”
She takes a deep breath.
“Her moans.”
Aisha. That fucking cunt. She has no boundaries on how far she’ll go.
No wonder my clothes looked different when I got out of the shower, she answered my
“Harper, listen to me, do you honestly think I’d do something like that? That I would ever let you hear that?” When I reach for her this time, she doesn’t move away.
“That’s not even the point, the point is my mouth wasn’t anywhere near Aisha last night.” I drop my head to get closer to her.
“When you called, I was in her shower, beating off to the thought of how good your pussy tasted and what I wish I could have done to you if we hadn’t been busted by Blake. A shower I had to take because you gave me a serious case of blue balls.” I explain to her how it all went down, unintentionally giving Aisha access to my phone, and how I left and that’s when Ryan confronted me.
The sadness starts to lift, but there’s still plenty of emotion in her eyes.
“Easton you went to her house.”
“Only because Julia offered to write my history paper, and she was at Aisha’s.” I know I’ve hurt Harper in the past, but she has to believe I’m innocent.
“I wouldn’t play you like that. You have to trust me.” I bend in farther, feeling her exhale against my face.
“Tell me you do.”
“Easton ”
“Say it, Harper. Say you trust me.”
She eventually whispers,
“I trust you.”
I cup her cheek, our mouths only inches apart.
“You’re all I think about, Harper. I don’t know how much longer I can continue lying to your brother about us.” I press my nose into hers.
“I need you.”
I can’t wait for her to respond.
The desire to taste her is far too strong.
I slam our mouths together, circling her tongue while my fingers crawl down her chest, holding the heaviness of her tits, flicking my thumb across her nipples.
“Fuck,” I moan, pulling my mouth away.
“I can’t get enough of you.”
She tries to catch her breath.
“This is such a mess-with Ryan, Blake.” She pauses.
“With us. If you want me, you have to do something about it.”
I pull her against me, my cock so fucking hard, it’s ready to bust through my pants.
“I’ll figure it out, but no more listening to Aisha, you hear me? And Blake’s hands need to stay the hell away from you or I’m going to lose my shit.”
She sighs, the pain gone from her voice.
“Okay.”
I kiss her again and give her ass a little slap.
“Go to class. I’ll see you after school, I’m coming over.”
Her eyes widen.
“But Ryan,”
“Ryan has some after school shit to take care of, I already asked him.”
She smiles.
“See you later.”
The rain is just starting to come down when the last bell rings. I grab my things and head for the student lot, seeing that all too familiar bun heading down the same row as my Jeep. On one side of him is Sadie, the other is Harper, my hands shaking as I watch them.
This is the last time he’ll ever touch her, I’ll make sure of that. And that’s the look I give him when we all turn at the same time.
“You’ve got a problem, Easton?” Blake growls.
I toss my bag into the passenger seat and slam the door closed.
I’ve had enough of his fucking mouth.
I hear Ryan to my right, leaving his car to walk closer. Sadie is stopped at her trunk, watching us.
Harper is frozen under his arm, her eyes telling me she doesn’t want to be there.
Those aren’t the only eyes on me. It feels like the entire school is in this goddamn parking lot.
“You’ve been giving me dirty looks all day,” Blake continues.
“I’ve had it. If you want Harper, then stake a claim on her. Make the move. Look at Ryan and tell him how you’ve been lying about his sister.”
My chest is pounding, my fingers clenching.
This isn’t the right time to do this is it?
“Just like I thought-you’re all talk, no action,” Blake says.
“She’s mine, we both know it.” He pulls her against him.
“She knows it.”
I can feel Ryan’s stare on me.
Sadie’s.
I glance at Harper and she’s silently pleading at me to say something.
My mystery girl.
“Blake!” I shout across the lot, my fingers clenched into fists, soaked from the rain.
“You
-“but my voice cuts off as I feel a hand touch my shoulder.
Harper
Easton whirls around when he feels me touch his arm, his blue eyes widening in surprise that I’m the one standing next to him. Confusion fills his gaze and he glances toward Blake, who I was with only seconds ago.
I couldn’t take it anymore, pretending Blake was a sufficient substitute. And it definitely didn’t feel right with his arm around my shoulders, as if he was trying to claim me when he’s not the one I want.
That’s why I ran to Easton. It killed me, witnessing the agony on his face while Blake yelled at him. My brother may be watching us, as well as the rest of the entire school, but I don’t care.
I want to be with Easton.
But does he want to be with me?
“Say it,” I whisper, fear gripping me.
“If you can’t tell my brother you want to be with me, I can’t keep doing this.”
He blinks at me, his lips parting and my heart stalls in my throat.
What if he tells Ryan he doesn’t want to be with me? What then?
“Get your pretty ass over here, Harper!” Blake bellows.
“Show that asshole who vou really want!”
“Shut the hell up, Blake!” Ryan yells.
A trickle of relief flows through me at my brother’s words, but Easton still hasn’t said a damn word.
Dread curdling in my stomach, I stand a little taller.
“What’ll it be?” I ask, my voice low so no one else can hear me.
“Do you want to be with me? Because I refuse to be your dirty little secret.”
“Harper.” He breathes out my name, taking a step closer, and I don’t retreat. He reaches up to lightly touch my face and my eyes fall shut, savoring the sensation of his fingers on my skin.
He immediately drops his hand and I open my eyes, watching as he looks over at Blake, who’s positively fuming, and then my brother. His two closest friends, yet here I am, like I’m coming in between all of them.
“Ryan, I can’t let Harper walk out of my life,” Easton says, his voice strong. Everyone can hear him.
“I just-I can’t. I care about your sister a lot.”
My heart swells as he sends me an unsure look, his expression petrified. I grab his hand and pull him to me, his arms automatically going around my waist as he kisses me.
In front of everyone.
The entire parking lot.
Hell, probably the entire school.
The kiss is hard, as if he’s proving a point, and in a way, I guess he is.
“What the actual fuck?” Ryan yells.
“Finally!” Sadie squeals.
“Fuck you, Easton!”
This comes from Blake.
I don’t care what anyone is saying. I’m wrapped up in Easton’s arms and he’s so warm despite the rain. His kiss is drugging, lulling me into a trance with every stroke of his tongue. Until I finally have to pull away before things become too heated, noting the dazed look on his face.
I’m sure I look exactly the same way.
“You said it,” I murmur.
“You told my brother.”
“I can’t lose you.” Leaning in, he presses his forehead to mine, staring into my eyes.
“And you’re not my dirty little secret.”
My smile is huge. I can feel it stretching my lips as I slip my arms around his neck and tangle my fingers into his damp hair.
“Oh my God.”
Before I can say anything else, he kisses me again, ending it quick when Ryan screams a string of curse words. My brother storms off, Sadie right on his heels as she calls his name. Easton keeps his arms around me as we both turn toward Blake.
He’s staring at us, his face red, his eyes blazing with fury.
“Such fuckin’ bullshit and you know it. You just hate to lose.” Blake thrusts his finger at us.
“He’s going to use you up and spit you out, baby girl. And when it’s all said and done, don’t bother running back to me, looking for comfort. The only thing I’ll say to you is, ‘l told you so’.”
“Blake-“I start to pull away from Easton, but he tightens his grip on me, not allowing me to chase after him.
“Let him go,” he tells me, pressing his mouth to my temple as Blake jumps into his truck and starts the engine.
“He’ll get over it.”
“I never meant to hurt him.” Sadness fills me, along with a giant dose of regret. This isn’t how I imagined it would go down between us. Not even close.
“He probably thinks I was using him.”
Easton glances down at me, his brows rising.
“Were you?”
I shake my head.