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

looks like he’s going to be in one.” He follows Ryan’s gaze. “Ohhhhhh, is this about

throat.” Ryan pounds the

jump.

She’s nothing

 

myself not to look

her mouth again, which would make me look at her outfit, which would then, for whatever sick reason,

Maybe I need sex

Yeah, that’s it.

That’s all this is!

my

 

it, I should have thought

better, I do finally

regrets

I’d tried not to stare too hard, so I hadn’t really seen her face. I’d only noticed she’d worn clothes that weren’t made out of tent material and that for some reason

 

was that vision of Harper that had me so hard.

 

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

at least now

my dick has perfect timing. Not. Especially since I was sitting

Ryan.

Really. Just, great timing.

thinking? So, she puts on some makeup and better clothes

 

It changes nothing.

up to the table and tries to

on

Shit.

choice but to follow him as we weave through

awful choice of sitting next to Harper and when he looks up at us,

pales, then

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