You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 42

Easton

What the actual fuck did I just witness?

After fighting off Aisha’s dirty claws as she tried her damnedest to pull me in for a kiss-not happening, not ever again-1 head for the gym to go to the pep rally and see Harper’s lips smashed against…

Blake’s.

Yeah.

No.

I storm toward them, ready to rip Blake off of her when Harper breaks away from him first, her eyes wide as she stares up at him. The look on her face clearly says, what did I do?

While the look on Blake’s face says, hell yeah.

Fucker.

My hands curl into fists as I wait for her to see me. Will her to see me with my mind.

Come on, Harp. Give me a look. Just one. You can do it.

But she doesn’t. She just laughs off whatever urge might’ve taken over the both of them, her gaze briefly cutting to mine only when she hooks her arm around Blake’s to let him lead her into the gym.

I glare, frozen, my fingers clenching and unclenching as I contemplate all the many ways I can rearrange Blake’s stupid face.

“…don’t know what came over you just now, but keep doing it,” Blake says with a

chuckle as they walk into the gym together.

Wait a minute.

Blake? It wasn’t the other

when I realize there are hundreds of us in the gym. Hundreds of witnesses. I’m not supposed to like this girl. Or even talk

are.” I turn to see Ryan approaching me. “Want

though,” I add as we

around as if he’s trying to find him, scowling when

how to tell you this, but I just saw

sounds positively enraged. Good. Maybe he can kick Blake’s ass for me. “I’ll

just that. “Bro, it was nothing. Seriously.” I’m downplaying it so my own mind won’t go into pure freak out mode. “I just thought you should know. Watch out

e

And no

bleachers and find a

moment to plop her butt next to Ryan. “Who are you talking about not being good enough

sends me reminds me of how she caught me with Harper and I send her the same kind of look in return. “No. I just saw your bestie

her a hilarious joke.

who?” Ryan asks

an edge to it. This girl needs to

dismissing us, but

the rally finally

school rally. A rousing performance by the band of the ‘Star Spangled Banner’ and our fight song, the cheer team shaking their poms-and their asses-along with the beat while we all lose our minds in the

unnerving. I stare back, dead inside as I think of

with the stupid man

My friend.

How could he?

juicier lips. I’m dying to tap that juicy ass. Just once, to

thoughts right now. Hell, Aisha would too,

to look away, unable to take it any longer. My gaze scans the crowd, snagging on Harper, who’s watching me with pain and confusion in her eyes. What

I’m over it.