You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 35

Easton

I don’t know who I want to hurt more. The person responsible for vandalizing Ryan and Sadie’s cars-assuming it’s also who graffitied Harper’s locker-or Blake for coming to Harper’s rescue the moment she stepped foot in the parking lot.

Or fucking Harper for getting into Blake’s car.

Doesn’t she know his intentions are bullshit? That all he wants is to get inside her pants, and then he’ll never talk to her again?

I know she enjoys the attention.

But Blake?

She deserves someone who’s going to worship her body and he’s not that guy.

My thoughts are interrupted when I hear Ryan growl, “Who the fuck did this?” He’s still scrubbing the paint off his windshield. “I let the first time slide, thinking maybe it was an accident and they pegged the wrong locker. But this is no accident.” He drops the rag on the ground and grabs a clean one. “And I’m ready to kill someone.”

I twirl my keys around my finger, watching Blake’s Mustang drive out of the parking lot. “I don’t know who it could be.” Knowing Harper’s perfect, tight ass is sitting on the seat next to Blake makes my fist clench around the keyring. “But I want to find

out.”

“Who the hell did she piss off so badly?”

Since seeing the damage, the same question has been haunting me. Faces of each girl in our class has been flipping through my brain, hoping to piece this together.

“Man -” I run my hand through my hair. “I don’t even have a guess.”

Something by the mouth of the parking lot catches my attention.

More like someone.

A smiling, bouncy Aisha. Her best friend is walking with her, Aisha’s eyes glued to me, her grin moving into a smirk.

One that I don’t trust.

It can’t be her · can it?

I know she has a crazy side. We‘ve gone to school together since we were young kids and she’s the type to go after what she wants.

At the moment, that’s me.

Harper, so why would Aisha-or anyone-be

need your notes from English class, so I can write that

washing off the last of the paint. “If you wanted them that bad, you should have

I remind him.

he replies as I head to my car, the same

parked.

up to me, her pace increasing as

see is my

she asks when she’s a few steps away. She nods at her friend. “Julie’s sister

“Now?”

both laugh, Aisha saying, “What, suddenly you

with homework since I drank

eyes narrow. “With who? I talked to you last night you didn’t

keep my focus on her eyes, assessing every change, every reaction. “Ryan stopped by,

“That’s it?”

going to work.

shrugs. “Can’t

all she’s doing, then yes. But Aisha is the possessive type and she’s

them, and I turn

convince you to join us?”

have a paper to write

for our entire senior

I reach the driver’s side door, thinking about Aisha’s suggestion. I’ve heard Julie offers that service and

It’s tempting.

furthest thing from

that for me?” I

assignment and give me the cash and it’ll be done before dinner time.” She looks at Aisha, words

surprise me one

“Deal,” I tell them

to follow me

a few things I need to do first. But I’ll be over later,

me.

to Ryan, who’s inspecting the rest of his

in his voice. “I’ve got this after school thing I

to see if you want to go to Aisha’s

that’s only half the reason I’m asking. The other