Chapter 186


    Easton


    I want to fucking devour this girl.


    I want thest words on her tongue to be my name, and I want her screaming so hard she''s hoarse.


    She reaches up and pulls my head down again, I''m so fucking lost I wonder if I''ll ever find air again as


    our tongues tangle and twist like we haven''t been making out and fucking for thest few months.


    This is it though.


    Last year was filled with so much drama, shit sex, and mistakes I never want to repeat, which just


    makes this year that much more special.


    I have my girl, no my woman, because damn those curves, she is a motherfucking woman.


    She arches up to greet me.


    My dick is all like, hey girl, hey there.


    But my heart wants everything to slow down.


    Nowes the moment beyond the crown, beyond prom, beyond everything as I shakily pull back


    from her and stand.


    She frowns.


    “What''s wrong?” More like, what''s right.


    I fumble like a total idiot as I reach into the pocket of my almost kicked off ck pants and hold out the


    Tiffany''s box.


    Harper''s eyes widen.


    "Um, I''m not ready for—"


    “Like I would propose during prom.” Iugh and want to kiss her even harder for the panicked look in


    her eyes that also tells me if it was a ring, she''d say yes.


    “I''m fancier than that.” She bites down on her lower lip as it trembles.


    “So what is this?” “A promise,’ I say, obsessed with the way her eyes well up with tears, tears for me,


    tears for us, probably tears over the shit year we''ve had to go through in order to get to this moment.


    "To love you forever despite all the cunts that want to keep us apart.


    To be the person you rely on, you love, you fight with, and sometimes fuck when you want to fight.” I


    add in for good measure.


    "To be yours the way you''ve been mine when I was too stupid to even realize what was right in front of


    me.” I open the box.


    She gasps.


    hold out the small bracelet—on the inside, it says my mystery girl forever, my love.


    I show it to her.


    The minute it''s on her wrist, I''m getting pinned onto the bed, clothes go flying, I don''t even know my


    own name as she rakes her nails down my chest like she wants to fucking mark me.


    let out a yell when her nails dig into my pants in an effort to jerk them the rest of the way down.


    We nearly hit our heads together as she finally gets the rest of my clothes off.


    And then she''s grabbing my cock and riding me.


    I''m in heaven.


    Complete bliss mode as she grabs my hands and puts them on her tits, her body moves back and


    forth, and I''m drugged, so fucking drugged the building could burn around us, and I''d still be like, oh


    look, a fire, that''s weird.


    She''s fucking aggressive, her hips mming against mine, my head actually hits the back of the


    headboard, and I''m so turned on I want to throw her against the wall and ugly fuck like the type of


    fucking where you know there may be bruising, but you don''t give a shit because it''s passion and love


    all tied up into one perfect moment.


    Her lips part.


    N?vel(D)rama.Org''s content.


    I want tost.


    I truly do.


    I want to be that guy who just flips her over and goes for hours, but I can''t, not when I see the bracelet


    on her wrist, not when I see the bliss on her face, and not when I feel the perfection of being inside her.


    “Harper, I whisper her name, and I''m done, so done that I just let her ride me out until she screams out


    Easton.


    And It smile.


    That''s my name.


    My name bitches.


    Mine.


    Just like she''s mine.


    How did I get so lucky? I keep thinking of these things as we get up the next day and stumble around


    the room.


    I take onest drag of the champagne that''s been open all night and wince.


    “Could have just grabbed water.” Sheughs.


    "This just hits different,’ I rasp.


    “Plus, we''re celebrating, right?” She holds out her wrist and giggles.


    “Right.” An hourter, we''re all at Denny''s eating a shit ton of eggs, bacon, pancakes, and attempting to


    rally after a long night of partying.


    Quite honestly, after we had sex me and Harper stayed up, we talked, we watched another movie, and


    thest thing I remember was her falling asleep in my arms.


    It was perfect.


    She''s perfect.


    It almost scares me thinking about how I could have missed her or missed what we have now.


    l reach across the booth and squeeze her hand.


    She looks down then up at me.


    “You okay?” “More than okay.” I lean in for a kiss and pull back with a scowl when Aisha and ke walk


    in and grab a booth right next to us.


    "Seriously, even after all of the shit that went down?” ke doesn''t make eye contact, but Aisha? She


    fucking puts her hand around his waist and basically owns him as they sit in the booth and order.


    "Suspicious, Ryan says in a hushed whisper.


    “Why would he even still be with her? Especially after he took that other chick to promst night.”


    "Maybe she has something on him?"


    Sadie offers up.


    Harper frowns.


    "I thought...


    sorry, I don''t know what I thought, but like didn''t he say he was done with her? For real done?” "Yeah,"


    I say.


    “Same.” Aisha looks over her shoulder and winks, then wraps an arm around an ufortable looking


    ke all before she grabs a sip of water and leans in.


    He pales.


    And then looks like he''s ready to throw something as he looks over at us and waves, then gets back to


    chatting it up with enemy number one.


    “Something''s off.” I frown.


    "Very off.” And as much as I want to say it''s all Aisha, there''s something about the way ke is sitting


    next to her, almost like she has him, that has me wondering what the hell he’s done to make her own


    him like a bitch.