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.

wasn’t the other

doing when I realize there are hundreds of us in the gym. Hundreds of witnesses. I’m

see

add as we start toward the

frowns, glancing around as if he’s trying to find him, scowling when he does. “He keeps talking to

him from me completely. “Uh, don’t know how to tell you this, but I just saw them kissing

hell?” Ryan sounds positively enraged. Good. Maybe he can kick Blake’s

his arm when he acts like he’s going to do 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

e

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

bleachers and find a

chooses that moment to plop her butt next to Ryan. “Who are you

she 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

starts to laugh. Slaps her knee like I told her a hilarious joke. “No kidding? God, I’m almost jealous. She’s getting so much attention from guys

who?”

to it. This girl needs to keep my name off

tell you two.” She waves a hand, dismissing us, but

God the rally

the usual kind of thing you can expect from a high 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 stands. The football team comes out.

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

the stupid

My friend.

How could he?

ass and juicier lips. I’m dying to tap that juicy ass. Just once, to get her out of my system.

me if he could read my thoughts right now. Hell, Aisha would too, since she’s still shaking her tits at me with that fuck me expression on her

pain and confusion in her eyes. What a load of shit.

I’m over it.