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

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

that again and I’m shoving this tray down your throat.” Ryan pounds

jump.

She’s nothing but

 

not to look over

which would make

Maybe I need sex

Yeah, that’s it.

That’s all this is!

imagination conjures up visions of Harper because my body is lacking

 

I should have

better, I do finally

more regrets than

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 clothes that weren’t made out of tent material and that for some reason my dick liked

 

Harper that

 

me questions, trying to distract me with her

at least now I

Not. Especially since I was sitting right next

Ryan.

Really. Just, great timing.

makeup and better clothes and now she

 

It changes nothing.

he saunters up to the

on

Shit.

but to follow him as we weave through the tables and

has made the awful choice of sitting next to Harper and when he looks up at us, I’m surprised he hasn’t already shit

instantly pales, then

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