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.

bad,

chair, sipping a cup of coffee as if Ryan

go into the

attempt to run back up the stairs. The guest room has an outside deck that overlooks

Easton is standing still.

in front

Easton says in a flat voice. “I know you want to, and you

“I held it in because my parents were watching, and I didn’t want to be in deep shit. That’s the only reason I helped save your

I wince.

again. “As many times

with a broken nose?” Ryan

arms.

I broke your trust, but if you knew

fucking story now?” Ryan tugs at his short

wonder if he tastes

heat as he does it

“She’s my mystery girl.”

hell?” Ryan frowns. “What

first, that time we were over here at the 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

detail would be great,” Ryan

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

grits his

quiet and then, “Does it

“What?” Ryan seethes.

! would have never broken

flee.” Ryan points

spreads his arms wide. “I’m literally asking you to punch me.

“You will.”

his face so

He means it.

God, he means it.

myself off the balcony into his arms. Instead, I wait to see what Ryan’s going

step toward

Ryan’s still.

Ryan’s fist goes flying, hitting Easton right in the jaw and sending