Chapter 74


    Easton


    I’m going to kill someone today.


    I’m sure of it.


    Anger is boiling inside my chest. Nothing Harper says or does can calm me down. I don’t give a fuck if


    she ran into ke in the hallway, if it was by ident, if she didn’t want to talk to him-I don’t want her


    around him.


    Period.


    I don’t want her to even acknowledge that motherfucker exists.


    Knowing my temper, I avoid him all day, so I don’t try to fight him in the hallway, but on my way to one


    of myst sses, I see him. He’s sitting on one of the tables in the cafeteria, talking to a girl I used to


    fuck. The look he’s giving her is the same one he gave to Harper earlier.


    A look that’s never going toe across his face again.


    I’m going to make sure of that.


    I rush through the entrance and the second I reach him, I grab him by the fucking cor and haul him


    up off the table. “You want to talk to Harper?” I st at him. “You talk to me first.”


    Heughs like an egotistical cocksucker. “What, are you feeling threatened, Easton? Worried she might


    like my cock more than yours?” He smiles. “I’d be worried, too.”


    “Easton!” Harper shouts from the doorway, rushing through the cafeteria, her hands now on my waist,


    trying to get me to release ke. “Don’t do this,” she pleads. “Please don’t do this.”


    His smile grows as he says, “Gonna listen to your girl?”


    “I can’t wait to hear this,” Aisha says, who’s now joined us, standing behind ke. “This


    is going to get good.”


    A fire is licking through my veins as I continue to hold him by the throat, my anger causing me to see


    red.


    “I’ve fucking had it with you,” I tell him. “With your bullshit, your lies, the way you won’t back off my girl.


    She’s mine, ke.” My teeth clench, growling, “Mine.”


    “Easton,e on,” Harper cries from behind me, trying to unclench the fingers of my free hand from


    the ball that they’re in.


    “Man, you talk a lot of shit,” ke goads, his lips wide, almostical like The Joker. “But that’s all you


    are-full of shit. You’ve got nothing to back yourself up. No balls. Just


    I’m fucking done.


    I shake Harper away and rear my arm back, my fist aiming for his nose. I punch him with all the


    strength I have and the second my skin connects with his, a sharp pain explodes through my knuckles.


    Harper’s scream fills my ears.


    Aisha’s gasp echoes through the room.


    And the blood that gushes from ke’s nose only adds to the red I’m already seeing.


    “Fuck me!” ke shouts, covering his face, the blood dripping through his fingers.


    I feel no relief at all, the hate is still running through me.


    My arm moves back again and Harper shouts, “No! Easton, that’s enough!”


    But it’s not enough.


    Because even though he’s covering most of his face, I can still see that fucking smile.


    “You want more of me, you motherfucker?” I spit. “Move your fucking hand so I can knock your ass


    out.”


    “Easton,” Harper cries, “you’re going to get in trouble-”


    “You’re right about that,” Leigh says from behind me, the feel of the administrator’s hand


    mping down on my shoulder immediately stops me from punching ke again. “You’reing with


    me,” she orders, and then drags me several steps back before she says to ke, “Go to the nurse right


    now and get that nose checked out.”


    Fighting her is a battle I won’t win, so when her hand stays on my shoulder, leading me out of the


    cafeteria and into her office, I say nothing.


    Only when she sits me in a chair in front of her desk do I start, “Leigh,”


    She holds up her hand. “Take a breath, Easton.”


    A breath?


    Fuck that, I’m fuming.


    There are parts of ke’s face that still need to be pummeled with my fist.


    I rake both sides of my hair, my hands twitching in anger. “You need to listen to me …”


    “I need to listen to you?” She takes a seat on the edge of her desk, the side that’s closest to me. “You


    know that isn’t the way this works. I’m the one in control here.” As she swings her legs in the air, her


    skirt rides higher on her thighs. “And this little stunt justnded you in a heap of trouble.” She pauses.


    “You know I can protect you but fighting in school crosses a boundary.”


    Trub across my knuckles. “He deserved it.”


    She sighs. “What am I going to do with you, Easton?” She begins to y with the top button of her


    shirt. “You probably broke his nose. There are witnesses …” The top button pops open, and her legs


    widen, stretching the limits of her skirt. “This is grounds for a week suspension.”


    I tug my hair at the roots. “A week?”


    Fuck.


    The school will notify my parents and my father will kick my ass for this. He’s all about me having a


    perfect record so I can get into the best college and then go tow school.


    “You’ve got to work your magic,” I tell her. “I can’t get suspended. How about I serve a shitload of


    detention instead?”


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    “Do you think that’s a sufficient punishment?” She unbuttons another button, followed by a third, her


    legs spread so wide now, I can see her red,ce panties.


    That’s where she’s going with this?


    Oh shit


    “I think detention is plenty,” I tell her, “especially if you stick me with that snore-fest, Mr. Jones.”


    Thest button unhooks, and she slides her shirt open, revealing a matching bra. She leans forward,


    her tits spilling out of the cups that are trying to hold them in. “Here are your options-you cane to


    my house tonight and serve me or you can serve your five-day suspension at home. Your choice.”


    An ultimatum.


    One that involves her pussy.


    Anger bubbles through me, but a much different kind this time.


    “What about your husband?” I ask.


    “He’s out of town for the week.”


    “Leigh …” When I shake my head, my stare falls to her tits. I remember them fondly and the way she


    rode my cock until she was fucking screaming. ” -.-” I cut off, not sure how to respond.


    Her stare drops to my dick and she slowly licks across her lips. “Remember that phone call from


    Harper’s mom the other day that dismissed her from school?” She pauses, allowing my memory to


    catch up. “I can easily lose that paperwork. I wonder if Harper’s parents will let her date you when they


    find out you’re a bad influence on their daughter.”


    I can go to Leigh’s ce tonight and cheat on my girl.


    Or I can earn myself a week suspension and get Harper in just as much trouble, jeopardizing our


    rtionship when her parents find out I was the reason she’s suspended.


    Leigh’s balls are as big as ke’s.


    “What’s your answer, Easton?”