Chapter 47

Easton

Blake’s hands clench into fists as he glares at me from the end of the hallway, his nostrils flaring like a bull. “Why the hell were your lips all over my girl?” He nods toward the closed door of Harper’s bedroom.

“Your girl?”

I want to laugh.

I’ve known the guy since I was a kid, but suddenly he feels almost like a stranger. And someone I want to knock the fuck out and never set eyes on again.

“That’s right, asshole. My girl.”

“So, you’re telling me, you’ve claimed her? You and Harper are dating now?”

“It doesn’t matter what the hell our title is. I like her and I’ve made that clear to you. But obviously, you have no boundaries when it comes to your friends.”

He made it clear to me?

I would hardly call it that.

When I mentioned to him that they seemed to be getting close, he asked if I felt threatened. I then asked if he was going to pursue her, and he shrugged.

And Harper’s the one who kissed him in the hallway-the visual, once again, making me fucking crazy-not the other way around.

One thing I do know is I don’t want him to tell Ryan about what he just witnessed.

I’m not ready for him to find out about us.

How the hell can I get myself out of this mess?

Before I even get the chance to respond, Harper’s bedroom door opens and she pops her head out, peeking into the hallway.

Her eyes widen when glances from me to Blake. “What’s going on out here?” Panic covers her face.

I’m not surprised, not when she knows Blake has a hard-on for her, and her pussy is still wet from my tongue.

I don’t want her to get sucked into this, this is between me and Blake.

my voice and say, “Nothing, go back

Blake interrupts, “why don’t you stay and tell us which mouth

but we’re not going

don’t answer that motherfucker’s

the motherfucker?” Blake snaps. “Because, from what I just

get back inside,”

the door behind her, leaving us alone in the

someone who cares about her, you have a real shitty way of showing it,” I tell him. “Putting her in the middle, that’s

crosses his arms over his chest, more anger seeping into his expression. “You’re just afraid she’s going

I laugh.

the sound and movement, making sure he knows how funny he is. “If that’s

I believe, it’s

my time getting nowhere with

when I can come back and tell Ryan about

bark and rush down

Easton, like a real

“Go fuck yourself.”

seeing the guys through the patio door. I can’t return to the backyard and pretend nothing has happened between Blake and me. Ryan will know within a second and every

 

only option is to get out

catch Blake’s stare one last time, my lips tightening the moment I see his smugness. “Have fun lying

“I’m the pathetic

With my hand on the knob, I turn around. The hairs of his bun

can deny what he saw upstairs and try to smooth things over, or I can confess what he

to do something

smile. “There’s only one man

off and leave through the front door, climbing into the driver’s seat of my Jeep. I pull out of the driveaway

my phone starts ringing, Aisha’s name on the screen. If I don’t answer, she’ll just

and hit the gas, holding the

sound

off friends who are after my

crazy.

“I’m not. I’m driving.”

“Come over.”

approach the

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