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!

away, ready to break it over Blake’s

he’s going to be in one.” He follows Ryan’s gaze. “Ohhhhhh, is this about Harper looking hot as hell

and I’m shoving this tray down your throat.” Ryan pounds the table with his fist, making the silverware

jump.

nothing but

 

tell myself not to

myself it would be a horrible idea to make eye contact, because then I’ll probably end up staring at her mouth again, which would

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 contact with mystery

 

it, I should have thought

do finally turn

more regrets

walking down the hall earlier, I’d tried not to stare too hard, so I hadn’t really seen her face. I’d only noticed she’d worn

 

that vision of Harper that had me so hard. Or was it the fact that

 

questions, trying to distract me with her super low cut shirt that showed off

at least now

my dick has perfect timing. Not. Especially since

Ryan.

Really. Just, great timing.

makeup and better

 

It changes nothing.

sophomore looks ready to pass out as he saunters up to

instantly on his

Shit.

but to follow him as we weave through the tables

next to Harper and when he looks up

instantly pales,

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