You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 13

Easton

I’m pissed, hating my reaction to Harper. Thinking of my mystery girl.

I’ve had her twice. Cat woman, whatever you want to call her, and now I can’t find her anywhere. All see is Harper. So, I do what anyone else does in extreme sexual frustration

I drink.

A lot.

I’m at least five shots in, plus two beers when I watch Harper collide

with Blake. I fully expected Harper to turn in disgust

Instead, I watched in mild horror when he leads her into the garage. The same sacred garage I was in earlier, ready to attack an anonymous girl’s mouth with every single kiss I have in my arsenal.

Before her phone went off, I was ready to strip my mystery girl bare, lay her against the fridge, the floor, really any strong surface was up for grabs.

I shove Aisha away after five minutes go by and Blake and Harper still don’t reappear and I grab another beer.

Aisha was pissed but whatever. Why the hell is Blake with Harper in the garage? And why do I even care?

It’s Harper. She’s Ryan’s problem.

Not mine.

And yet the idea of Blake even touching her fills me with something unfamiliar that I can’t identify

Before I know what I’m doing, I’m charging down the hall, thoughts still stuck on cat woman. Harper. They’re mixing. Mingling.

Maybe I’m hallucinating the entire thing and losing my mind. I mean, does the perfect girl even exist?

find Blake and Harper laughing and standing close enough that if Ryan

conversation between all of

about Harper being off limits or some such shit. But for the life of mel can’t remember what I

smiles are dangerous,

to warn her about

to watch out for

said, and Harper tried to walk past me like I didn’t exist, which

me. I can’t decipher if it’s her scent or if it’s just

clench my fists

been. Pissed off that she’s staring at me like I’m the devil, when I’ve never bothered her before

her because she’s making me react, not because ! have anything other than annoyance with her.

off her jaw and onto the space between us. It’s then that I realize how close I’m standing

see are

I can smell is her scent, like coconuts and sunshine-like something forbidden that should

backward and turn, all thoughts of Harper gone from my head as I eagerly

her, so she has to be

she’s

care that I hurt her feelings. At least that’s what I tell myself. So why does my chest feel tight?

must be

keg, while I’m ready to smell every girl’s neck to see if she’s the one. As creepy as it would sound if I was sober, in my current position I’m ready to apply for a Mensa membership at the brilliant

him if he’s still having fun when

the hell?

closer, but the scent disappears the moment the girls

way,” I say to myself as chase

Cat woman

that’s the case, Ryan has a fucking

tilts around me as the alcohol hits. I slam into a few bodies until I finally reach my own front door. The view of Harper holding Sadie up turns from