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She has no makeup on, her hair is a little wild, she’s covered in a sweatshirt that’s hiding most of her sexy body, yet she couldn’t look hotter in this moment.
“I’m going to load the fireplace with wood and get it roaring.
Why don’t you go find Sadie and Ryan and see if they’re hungry.
There’s frozen patties and hot dogs in the freezer, I can always slap some on the grill and we can eat them for dinneror even breakfast tomorrow. ‘
She looks at one of the windows, then back at me.
“It’s pouring outside.
You’ll get soaked. ‘
“We have a backup grill in the garage.
Don’t worry, I won’t get wet in there. ‘
She wraps her arms around my waist.
“You’re right, the storm was the best thing that could have happened to us this weekend. ‘
I kiss her nose.
“I know. ‘I slap her ass.
“Now go. ‘
I head for the garage where my parents keep the Spare wood and load the large fireplace with some.
I add in some crumpledup newspaper and find the matches Mom keeps in the kitchen.
Once I get the flame started, nursing it at first by blowing in some air, I join the group in the living room.
“Is it s’more time? ‘Sadie asks.
She’s holding a long, metal skewer, a marshmallow already at the end.
“Have at it, ‘I tell her.
She squeals as she walks over to the fire, taking a seat on the rocky ledge.
“So, what’s everyone feel like doing? Should we watch a movie? Play a game? ‘
A crack of thunder comes through the living room, causing Harper to jump.
Since the entire back of the house is all windows, we can see the bolt of lightning that follows, flashing across the whole lake.
“Are we going to lose power? ‘Sadie asks.
“It’s a strong possibility, ‘
Ryan replies.
“Don’t you agree, Easton? ‘I nod.
“It happens a lot here whenever there’s a storm. ‘
“So you must have candles? ‘
Harper asks.
“Sure do, follow me. ‘
I take her into the kitchen where there’s a whole shelf of candles on the bottom of the pantry.
I hand her several, and then grab some flashlights.
While I give everyone their own flashlight, Harper spreads the lit candles throughout the room.
“We don’t have to worry about food, ‘
I tell them.
“If we lose power, the grill will still work. ‘
“Good, because this’ll hold me over for an hour or so, ‘
Sadie says,
“And then hangry will set in. ‘
“You don’t want to meet hangry, ‘Ryan says to me.
“Noted. ‘
I laugh and walk over to the side of the fireplace where there are several cabinets that frame the bottom of the entertainment center.
I open one of the doors, reading the labels of the boxes inside.
“We’ve got Twister ‘
“Ohhh, Twister, ‘Sadie says.
“A big no to Twister, ‘
Harper interjects.
“Hello, I’m not playing that with my brother. ‘
“Good point, ‘
I say, and then I continue,
“Monopoly, Clue, Checkers, Chess ‘
My voice cuts off when a pound of thunder roars through the house, a buzzing follows, the lights flickering once before they go out.
“Fuck, ‘I sigh.
“I didn’t expect it to happen that fast, ‘
Ryan says from the couch, getting up to grab a candle, setting it on the coffee table.
I worry that the power won’t come back until this storm is over and who knows how long that’s going to be.
“We still have s’mores, ‘
Sadie says, pulling her marshmallow out of the fire.
Harper is at the table, and Sadie joins her, adding the graham cracker and chocolate.
“Mmm, so good.
Anyone want one? ‘
Harper takes the skewer from Sadie’s hand and says,
“I’ll make one. ‘
She smiles at me.
“Want to share it? ‘
I want to eat the chocolate off her instead, but I say,
“Of course. ‘
She’s just taking a seat by the fire when there’s a flash of light that shines across the front of the house.
I assume it’s just more lightning, but the light lasts, filtering in through the blinds.
“What the fuck, ‘I say, moving over to the window.
I move the blinds away to see what’s going on outside.
“What do you see? ‘Ryan asks.
“I don’t know … ‘
I squint, the rain making it hard to distinguish what’s going on out there, the storm making the sky so dark, I can barely see anything, but there’s definitely a flash of light that’s making its way through the trees.
“I think it’s a car. ‘
“Who the hell would be here? ‘
Ryan asks.
“And who would be driving in this storm? ‘
Harper joins me, the halfcharred marshmallow at the end of her skewer.
“I’m freaked. ‘
“Why, baby. ‘
I put my arm around her, holding her against me, licking some of the marshmallow off her finger.
“I don’t know.The power is out, it’s dark and Halloweeny and no sane person would be on the road right now, yet whoever it is, is driving up your driveway. ‘
The car parks and it’s too dark to see the make.
I can’t even distinguish the color.
It looks like the driver’s side door opens and I leave Harper to rush over to the front door, opening it and yelling,
“Who’s there? ‘
There’s no response as the rain pelts down, the crack of the thunder vibrating through the surrounding trees.
“Who is it? ‘Ryan asks.
“Easton, say something, ‘
Harper adds.
I’m squinting again, trying to make out the figure, realizing it’s running right toward me.
I squeeze the door handle, not sure if I should keep it open or close it as the figure lands on the front porch, pulling their hood back, showing me his face.
“Hey, man, ‘
Blake says, winded, just as I hear the sound of the passenger door open, seeing Aisha running straight for me.
“The roads are too bad, and we had to turn around and come back. ‘
Harper is now next to me, her fingers digging so hard into my waist, she’s going to leave a bruise.
“l was right …it’s not a sane person, ‘
she whispers as soon as Aisha joins Blake on the porch.
“And this is a damn nightmare.”
Harper I’m in shock.
I don’t move for a few minutes after my confession to Easton that their arrival is a nightmare.
He grips my hand in his.
I squeeze right back.
How are we supposed to deal with this? While I don’t like Aisha, okay, I hate her, and I’m at a breaking point with Blake, I don’t wish death on them.
At least not yet.
“Yeah, it’s rough out there, ‘
Ryan finally says, getting up on his feet and grabbing a few blankets.
“We were just sitting down to play a few games, you guys hungry? ‘
Ryan looks like he’d rather shove his head into a toilet then offer them food, but bonus points for actually being nice.
I’m still trying to look away from the massive amount of cleavage Aisha is showing.
I can’t stop myself from rolling my eyes.
I want to toss a sweatshirt at her and then a blanket for good measure just so her girls don’t spill out and give the guys a show.
I know I’m being ridiculous, but at the same time, I’m so angry that they’re back and ruining our time together once again, I want to scream.
“Starved. ‘
Blake plops himself down on the couch, his dark man bun in disarray as if Aisha has had her hands through it.
I frown.
He meets my gaze, his eyes lock on mine, like he has something to say, which automatically makes me squirm as he licks his lips and winks.