You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 16

Chapter 16

Easton

“…so then I was like, girl, you could literally blow me right here and now and I’d still -” Blake punches me in the shoulder. “Are you even listening?”

“Huh? What?” I drop the fry back onto my plate and shove it away. “Sorry, I was just thinking about…” I gulp. “History.”

Blake snorts out a laugh. “You’re not even in a history class this year.”

“No, no, not that sort of history.” I used to be great at lying. What the hell is wrong with me? “Wars and things.”

“Wars?” Blake repeats. “Things?” He leans in and whispers, “Did you smoke a bit before you came in or something?”

“No.” I shove him away. “I’m not stupid.”

“And, yet, here you are, thinking about wars and things.” He laughs again, then turns when Ryan slams his tray onto the table and starts shooting murderous glares across the cafeteria. “You good?”

“No.” Ryan snaps. “I’m not good.”

“Couldn’t tell by the way you’re

 

beating the shit out of your lunch…” Blake whistles under his breath. “Girl problems? Sadie problems?”

My ears immediately perk up. Sadie. She’s been with Harper most of the day, and every time see her, I convince myself I’m actually going crazy.

Sadie looks nothing like my mystery girl.

She’s too tall.

Too thin, model thin, not the type of curves my hands are addicted to, not the type of mouth my lips keep fixating on.

A vision of Harper licking her lips

 

floods my mind

Damn it!

own tray away, ready to break it

you is thinking about war, and the other looks like he’s going to be in one.” He follows Ryan’s

shoving this tray down your throat.” Ryan pounds

jump.

nothing

 

to look over

would be a horrible idea to make eye contact, because then I’ll probably end up staring at her mouth again, which would make me look at her outfit, which would then, for whatever sick reason, make it harder not to think about it in the

Maybe I need sex

Yeah, that’s it.

That’s all this is!

imagination conjures up visions of Harper because my body is lacking the

 

should have thought of

I do

more regrets

hard, so I hadn’t really seen her face. I’d only noticed

 

English class wondering if it was that vision of Harper that

 

distract me with her super

least

dick has perfect timing. Not. Especially since I was sitting right next

Ryan.

Really. Just, great timing.

she puts on some makeup and better clothes and now she thinks she’s as popular as Ryan? Now she can

 

It changes nothing.

ready to pass out as he saunters up to the table and tries to sit

instantly on his

Shit.

to follow him as

the awful choice of sitting next to Harper and

pales,

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