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.

kissed Blake? It wasn’t

the fuck she’s doing when I realize there are hundreds of

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

I add

find him, scowling

don’t know how to tell you this,

he can kick Blake’s ass for me. “I’ll murder

acts like he’s going to do just that. “Bro, it was nothing. Seriously.” I’m downplaying it so

e

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

the bleachers and

that moment to plop her butt next to Ryan. “Who

pointed look 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

hilarious joke. “No

who?”

has an edge to it. This girl needs to keep my name off

I’d tell you two.” She waves a hand, dismissing us, but I can tell Ryan wants to ask her more

the rally finally

poms-and their asses-along with the beat while we all lose our minds in the stands. The football team comes out. The coaches talk them up. Teachers make announcements. The cheer team

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

the stupid man

My friend.

How could he?

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

my thoughts right now. Hell, Aisha would 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

I’m over it.