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

don’t you stay and tell us which

but we’re not going down

answer that

“Because, from what I just saw, that role is all

back inside,”

behind her, leaving

shitty way of showing it,” I tell him. “Putting her in

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

I laugh.

knows how funny he is. “If

what I believe, it’s

sit around and waste my time getting nowhere

can come back and tell

bark and rush down

like a real fucking

“Go fuck yourself.”

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 secret will

only option is to get out of

tightening the moment I

chuckles. “I’m the pathetic

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 scissors and cut the fucking thing

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

do

Blake. It’s fucking on.” I smile. “There’s only one man

front door, climbing into the driver’s seat of my Jeep. I pull out of the driveaway and shoot Ryan a quick

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

and hit the gas,

do you sound so out of

who are after

crazy.

“I’m not. I’m driving.”

“Come over.”

slow as I approach