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 fuck she’s doing when I realize there are

there you are.” I turn to see Ryan approaching

add as we start toward the

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

how to tell you this, but I just saw them kissing

Maybe he can kick Blake’s

it so my own mind won’t go into pure freak out mode. “I just thought you should know.

e

know. He’s a complete player. And no good for my sister,” Ryan mutters

bleachers and find a spot to

plop her butt next to Ryan. “Who are you talking about

me with Harper and I send her the same

her knee like I told her a hilarious joke. “No

who?”

My voice has an edge to it. This girl needs to

I’d tell you two.” She waves a hand, dismissing us, but I can tell

God the

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 stands. The football team comes

once while she performs. It’s unnerving. I stare back, dead inside as I think of the way

with the

My friend.

How could he?

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

too, since she’s still shaking her tits

it any longer. My gaze scans the crowd, snagging on Harper, who’s watching me with pain and confusion in her eyes. What a load of shit. Who does this girl think she is? Playing the both of us for fools

I’m over it.