CLANDESTINE | HS |

TWELVE

Harry

"Why is there cereal all over the ground?"

Looking up from where I stand in the kitchen, I see Lauren as she places an oversized bag in the middle of the counter.

"I was hungry." Bending down, I sweep the cereal into the dustpan.

Tilting her head to the side, Lauren narrows her eyes. "You don't even eat sugary cereal."

Shrugging my shoulder, I stick my hand into the box and shove a handful of sickeningly sweet pieces into my mouth. "I love it."

I hate it.

"Okay, well." Reaching into the bag, I watch as she pulls out different containers filled with breakfast food. "Logan was still asleep when we left and you were out doing whatever— so we brought back breakfast for both of you. Is she still asleep?"

"I'm not sure." Putting the broom back into the closet, I shrug. "Haven't seen her."

"I'll go get her. Here, this one is yours." Lauren pushes a couple boxes towards me before turning on her heel and heading towards the stairs.

I can hear the rest of our friends outside as my fingers work open the box, closing my eyes and letting out a deep breath with my eyes closed trying to regain control of my body. Laughter carries down the hallway and when Logan comes around the corner, it feels like my entire body is doused and gasoline ready to be set on fire.

Her wet hair lays across her shoulders, making the gray fabric of her shirt darker from the saturation. Long legs that hugged my hips not even twenty minutes ago go on for miles in navy blue leggings that show off curves that could make a priest sin.

Those dark eyes find mine, holding the same secret that I carry, one that feels less and less like one I want to keep.

"Good morning." Logan smiles at me, her voice carrying just the slightest bit of rasp and I beg myself not to think about it.

Beg myself not to think it's because of her screaming for me.

I nod as I take a bite out of the egg white omelet stuffed with bacon and spinach. "Morning."

"Okay, so I got you french toast because I know you love it." Handing Logan the box, Lauren reaches back into the bags to retrieve some syrup in a small little container. "Plus extra syrup."

Pressing her lips to my sister's cheek, Logan smiles. "Thank you! I'm so hungry."

Sitting on the other side of the island from me, her eyes find mine and god— they are so fucking pretty.

"You'll never guess what I found when I came in here." Lauren hops on top of the counter, an iced coffee in her hands. "Harry was digging through a box of Captain Crunch."

I take another bite of my food and watch as Logan's shoulders relax just the slightest. "Really?"

"Yeah." Tipping her cup back, she looks over at me. "I guess he was hungry."

Rolling my tongue along the inside of my cheek, I laugh before setting my eyes on the woman across from me, the woman who screamed my name as she came all over my cock.

"What can I say? I was starving."

Her eyes go wide at the same time the fork in her hand clatters into the syrup covered mess, a few specks of powdered sugar landing on the front of her shirt.

Lauren laughs as she hops off the counter, watching as Logan picks up the end of her fork and carries it to the sink. "I'm going out back with everyone else— I think Chloe and Daniel are leaving soon."