You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 21

Chapter 21

Harper

His kiss is brutal. Punishing. Like he’s mad that it’s me, even though I’ve neither confirmed nor denied his accusation.

That’s what his words felt like-an accusation. I don’t think he’s pleased to discover that I’m the one he keeps kissing in dark corners at parties. Yet he’s also the guy who felt me up in a janitor’s closet and got me off with a few precise strokes of his fingers.

A shiver steals through me at the

Chanteren

memory. Or maybe the shiver was caused by the way his tongue just slid against mine

I reach between us, resting my hands on his broad chest. His skin is so warm beneath the fabric of his shirt, and his muscles are firm. Hard. He’s hard all over. I’m tempted to pull him closer, but I come to my senses at the last second and shove him with all my might

His mouth detaches from mine and he stumbles backwards, a dazed look on his face as he drinks me in. “What the fuck?”

“We can’t keep doing this,” I say.

“Right. Funny how we do keep doing it. Because you’re her,” he

states.

“Who’s her?” I’m still playing

stupid.

Easton shakes his head. “Don’t try and fake me out. I recognize your scent”

“I bought it at a store every girl know shops at.” That isn’t a lie. Dozens of us could be wearing this lotion right now.

spine. I don’t like how he’s looking at me. As

I know

the air growing charged between us the longer we say nothing. I tear my gaze from his first storming away from him, grateful I don’t hear

sad he didn’t

way to the classroom. Less than one hour until I can leave this place. I’ll go home and pretend today never happened. Hopefully, Easton will leave me alone for good,

touch you again. Kiss you again. Make good on

made that vow when he knew it was me, which makes no sense. I don’t understand him. He hates

I don’t understand him.

zipping up my spine when I witness Blake spot me and make his way over to my desk, settling into the one next to

“You okay?”

surprised at the tenderness in his tone, the way

say once I

You look-flustered. Your

I

still giving

 

way to put

out. I mean it, Harper. I don’t know why

I will.” Blake’s voice is ferocious, as

Easton is doing to me. “And I don’t need you to fight my battles, Blake. I can handle Easton

about that? Every time I see you two together, he’s doing his damnedest to tear you down while you stand there and just take it. He makes

suddenly want to run to my rescue? I don’t get

 

it for him?

to me in history approaches his desk –the very one where Blake is sitting. “Hey,”

flicks his chin at

“You’re in my seat.”

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