You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 61

Harper

Shit, shit, shit!

I fall over, trying to put on my shorts. Easton’s moving around the room like the Flash, he looks at the hamper, then me, then back at the hamper like he’s afraid Ryan’s going to see.

I quickly hide the hamper in my closet and shut the door.

Easton approaches, smoothing down my hair with his hands while I adjust his shirt and try to press out the wrinkles.

We’re a hot mess.

And it smells like sex in my room even though we were just messing around. It wouldn’t matter anyway.

The door’s locked, and Ryan’s still pissed, so things aren’t looking good.

I’m freaking the hell out when Easton opens the door. Ryan’s staring straight ahead like he can’t stand to make actual eye contact.

“Outside.” He glares. “Now.”

“Ryan…” I move toward him.

He holds up his hand for me to stop. “This is between Easton and me.”

“But-”

“Let’s go.” Ryan grabs Easton and shoves him down the hall. Easton clearly lets him, probably because he feels guilty.

I run out the door to see where Ryan’s taking him.

An early grave?  

The bathroom to drown him?

My heart is beating so fast I feel sick, and I’m irritated. I didn’t have at least a few minutes to process what Easton and I just did.

Oh God, I was literally on his mouth minutes ago.

The same mouth Ryan’s staring at.

is bad, so

who’s cluelessly sitting in his chair, sipping a cup of coffee as if Ryan

go into the

an outside deck that overlooks the entire

Easton is standing still.

in front of

a flat voice. “I know you want to, and you know you’ll

watching, and I didn’t want to be in deep shit. That’s the only reason I helped save your

I wince.

Easton says again. “As many times as you

school with a broken nose?”

arms.

that’s what it takes,” Easton says. “Look, I know I

fucking story now?” Ryan tugs at his short hair and does a small circle, then

I wonder if he tastes me

cheeks heat as he does

“She’s my mystery girl.”

hell?” Ryan frowns. “What

pool and the power went out. It was dark, I thought she was someone else, and then I was thankful she wasn’t. I couldn’t find her after the party but couldn’t stop thinking about her to the point of

would be great,”

until later that it was her, and then I was pissed that she was your sister. Can’t really get any more

grits

quiet and then, “Does

“What?” Ryan seethes.

! would have never broken friend code, but some things you just can’t help, and I like her, I really, really like

flee.” Ryan points

wide. “I’m literally asking you to punch me. Does it look like I’m

“You will.”

won’t,” Easton says, his face so serious

He means it.

God, he means it.

the balcony into his arms. Instead, I wait

a step toward him,

Ryan’s still.

hitting Easton right in the jaw and sending him flying toward the grass.