You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 48

Harper

“I think I’m going to be sick,” I say to Sadie the second she answers her phone.

“Why? What’s going on?”

I’m huddled on my bed, looking out my window to the backyard where the boys are all sitting around the table, smoking weed.

Everyone except for Easton.

After he told me to go back in my room, a few minutes later I heard his engine rev and I watched him drive away and he hasn’t returned. And now Blake is sitting next to Ryan, the seat Easton had been in.

But I’ve still been watching, waiting, hoping he comes back.

“Blake saw us,” I whisper, even though none of the boys can hear me.

“Saw who?”

“Me and Easton, kissing in the doorway of my bedroom.”

“Whoa.”

“And Easton and Blake got into it and Blake asked me who I liked kissing more.”

“What did you say?”

I run my hand over my forehead, my pick so obvious to both of us. “Nothing, Easton saved me before I had to answer. Sadie, this is a total nightmare.”

“No, a nightmare will be if Blake tells Ryan. Do you think he’s going to?”

The thought has been haunting me and I don’t know what to do about it. I definitely can’t go downstairs and ask Blake, that’ll just be weird. And I don’t want to ask my

brother to come upstairs so we can talk, that will be even weirder.

When Ryan hears I’ve made out with both of his best friends, he’s going to kill me.

“Oh God,” I groan, rocking over my bed. “I hope not.”

“What’s happening now? Where are the boys?” I fill her in on the logistics of everyone, and then she asks, “How long has Easton been gone?”

to check the time. “About twenty minutes. Maybe a

find out what happened once the boys went downstairs. Before you get into Ryan’s car

pounding so loud, I

to scream at me when the time finally comes. Blake

her. “I’m

me back the second you hang up with

“Okay,”

“Wait.”

lurching at the thought that there might be more. I hold my breath

“Who’s at your house?”

few minutes, I gently lift the curtain to take another peek outside. “Just the boys-Blake, Ryan,

“Just

best friend is concerned there might be

can’t even

wish you could see how hard I’m rolling my eyes.” I make sure my voice shows how annoyed I am. “I’ll

my Contacts, holding the

calling,” a girl says into the phone. “How

screen to make sure I’ve called the right number. My stomach drops when I see that

pathetic, Harper,” she continues, “you’ll

don’t need to ask who it

I know.

has lowered as far as it

you answering

as every possibility begins to

just at my

now, he’s

just keeps

time, my heart breaks a little

I’ve tied him

His . mouth?

was between my legs

that made me come so hard, I

…

am going

she moans. It’s the same sound I made when he was going down on me. “Easton, oh my God, that feels so good. Don’t