You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 7

Harper

Thurry inside my room and slam the door behind me, anger exploding in my chest. My brother makes me positively crazy. To insist I cover myself up, at a pool party no less, is just absurd. But to make those demands in front of Easton, who offered me nothing more than a look of disgust, is infuriating

It’s like he didn’t even see me out there, oblivious to my existence.

Nothing more than Ryan’s twin.

Maybe that’s a good thing, he’ll never figure out who I am. But if I ever want to kiss him again, how do I get him to notice me?

I just want that glacier blue stare locked with mine.

The one that makes my entire body scream

| go over to one of my windows, moving the blind aside to peek into the backyard. Unlike the bathroom, it’s not opaque, so I carefully search, finding Easton in the pool. He’s in the shallow end with Ryan, sharing the vodka with him, girls splashing around them.

His lips are wet, his skin dripping.

He’s so ridiculously handsome.

The light in the pool shows the ripples of muscle across his chest, biceps that flex every time he moves, a grin I just want to lick.

My body won’t stop humming.

I recall the feel of his tongue. The caress of his hands. The way he exhaled so seductively over my skin.

A chill runs through me as I stare at him.

“Harper!” I hear Sadie shout from the other side of my door, pulling my attention away from the window. “Harper, it’s me, open up.”

I drop the shade and rush over, turning the lock, opening the door a crack. “Hey.”

I’m breathless and I know who it’s from.

Concern is etched across her face. “Ryan can be such a dick sometimes. Are you all right?”

“Yeah.” I roll my eyes. “I’m just annoyed.”

Her eyes widen. “I don’t want to make you feel worse, but I have news that’s going to.”

My stomach drops. “What?”

to tell you, but I don’t want to tell you, but I have to tell

girlfriend code and all.”

reached through the opening and pull her into my room. “Spill

at her flip-flops, taking a breath. “Right after

try to keep my face

doesn’t know, and Easton wouldn’t give up

“Why wouldn’t he?”

“He probably thinks I’ll tell someone …

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now.” She shrugs.

why he wouldn’t tell Sadie. But, for now, I’m keeping our make

acting and say, “Ugh, I’m bummed he was with a girl

She twirls a chunk of my hair around her finger. “In fact, Ryan can’t stand that his friends are giving you attention. A few more pool parties, like the one tonight, and you’re going to give your brother

dress off my bed and hands it to me. “Put this on and let’s go

to return to

“Are you sure?”

I nod

take too long,” she says

climb on top of my bed, tossing

foot of

of Easton. Nothing has changed since the last time I looked,

it possible that he looks even

that my body still feels like his hands are on it, those fingers wrapping around my hips, lowering to my

skin tingles with

know it‘s not from running

of Easton that won’t stop churning in my brain. How his lips had so expertly meshed with mine, how his grasp had slid across my stomach and up my chest,

are taking over

right now.

I can feel him.

Taste him.

Smell him.

And it’s not enough.

I want more.

sinks into a pillow,

comfy on my back. I don’t

a fire between my legs, a need

I listen to it.