You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

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.

and say, “Nothing, go back

stay and tell us which mouth you prefer.” He glares at

dickhead, but we’re not

answer that

from what I just

back inside,”

shuts the door behind her, leaving us alone

you have a real shitty way of showing

his chest, more anger seeping into his expression. “You’re

I laugh.

out the sound and movement, making sure he knows how funny he is. “If that’s what you want to believe, be my

not what I believe,

to sit around and waste my time

I can come back and tell Ryan about their make out

and rush down the

away, Easton, like a real fucking

“Go fuck yourself.”

living room, seeing the guys through the patio door. I can’t return to the backyard and pretend nothing

to

moment I see his smugness. “Have fun lying to Ryan, you pathetic piece of

chuckles. “I’m

him following me to the door. With my hand on the knob, I turn around. The hairs of his bun are loosening, and I want to take a pair of

to smooth things over, or I can confess

to do

I smile. “There’s only one man who’s going to win that girl …

seat of my Jeep. I pull out of the driveaway and shoot Ryan a quick text, letting him know something came up and I

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

gas, holding the phone to

do you sound so out of

friends who are after

crazy.

“I’m not. I’m driving.”

“Come over.”

slow as I approach the