You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 51

Easton

I watch Blake, Harper, and Sadie walk down the hallway, his arm around my girl, looking at her like he wants to fuck her against a locker.

If I felt anger before, nothing compares to this.

I want to break Blake’s fucking nose. Shatter his teeth so he has to gum each word he tries to spew.

I swear, he’s coming onto Harper just to get under my skin.

It’s working.

Building in my chest.

Swelling every second I see them together and it’s constant. Third period, they’re strolling the hallway, his arm across her lower back. At lunch, they’re sharing chips like they’re in a Disney movie about to slurp the same piece of spaghetti. Fifth period, he’s leaning against the side of her locker, not even a tornado could break his gaze.

I can’t take it anymore.

I need to know if Harper feels the same way about him, but she won’t look at me. She won’t even glance in my direction.

I know she has history seventh period and Blake has English on a different floor-we’re in the same class-so I wait outside Harper’s classroom. When she arrives, I grab her arm and lead into the stairwell.

“I need to talk to you,” I say the moment we’re alone.

She pulls her hand away. “I have nothing to say to you.”

“What’s wrong?” I wait for her eyes to reach me. “Why won’t you look at me?”

“You make me sick.” The bell rings. “And now you‘ve made me late for class and you

probably just earned me detention.”

“I’ll serve it with you, won’t that be fun?” I smile. “We can sneak off and find the janitor’s closet again.”

“Gross.”

her face, she moves away. “What have I done that’s made you so

“What have you … done?” Staring back at me is so much pain, it’s like I’ve hurt this girl in unimaginable ways. “It’s mind-blowing that you

attempts to leave, and I set my arm above her head, caging her against

swallows, like her throat is on fire. “I can’t believe you’re making me say this …” Tears threaten to drip. “You don’t remember going down on Aisha

are you talking about?” Rage is pulsing through me. “You called me? And she answered? And she told

heard you

exactly did

deep

no boundaries on how far

I got out of the

my mouth wasn’t anywhere near Aisha last night.” I drop my head to get closer to her. “When you called, I was in her shower, beating off to the thought of how good your pussy tasted and what I wish I could have done to you if we hadn’t been busted by Blake. A shower

phone, and how I left and

still plenty of emotion in her eyes. “Easton — you went to her

has to believe I’m innocent. “I wouldn’t play you like that. You have to trust me.” I bend in farther, feeling her exhale

“Easton …”

it, Harper. Say you

eventually whispers,

only inches apart. “You’re all I think about, Harper. I don’t know how much longer I can continue lying to your brother about us.” I press my nose into hers. “I need

wait for her

to taste her is

mouths together, circling her tongue while my fingers crawl down her chest, holding the heaviness of her tits, flicking my thumb

mess-with Ryan, Blake.” She pauses. “With

more listening to Aisha, you hear me? And Blake’s hands need to stay

gone from

ass a little slap. “Go to class. I’ll see you

widen.

has some after school shit to take