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

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

down your throat.” Ryan pounds the table with his fist, making the silverware

jump.

She’s nothing but

 

tell myself not to look

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

Maybe I need sex

Yeah, that’s it.

That’s all this is!

my body is lacking the contact with mystery

 

have thought of that

do finally turn and

instantly have more regrets than

hard, so I hadn’t really seen her face. I’d only noticed she’d worn clothes that weren’t made out of

 

it was that vision of Harper that

 

with her super

least now

timing. Not. Especially since I was sitting right next

Ryan.

Really. Just, great timing.

What the hell is Harper even thinking? So, she puts on some makeup

 

It changes nothing.

he saunters up

instantly on his

Shit.

but to follow him as we weave through the tables and finally

choice of sitting next to Harper and when he looks up at us, I’m surprised

pales, then jumps

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