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, so

of coffee as if Ryan killing his friends is normal. He doesn’t even look

into

has an outside deck that overlooks the entire backyard. I rush into the room and unlock the door, then tiptoe across

Easton is standing still.

pacing in front

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

my parents were watching, and I didn’t

I wince.

hit me,” Easton says again. “As many times as you

school with a broken nose?” Ryan stops pacing

arms.

I broke your trust, but if you knew the whole

fucking story now?” Ryan tugs at his short

wonder if he tastes me there

as he does

“She’s my mystery girl.”

Ryan frowns. “What are you

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

be

her, and then I was pissed

grits

quiet and then, “Does it

“What?” Ryan seethes.

it matter? It happened. It’s happening. I respect you, bro, and you know ! would have never broken friend code,

flee.” Ryan points

“I’m literally asking you to punch me. Does

“You will.”

his face so serious

He means it.

God, he means it.

want to throw myself off the balcony into his arms. Instead, I wait to

takes a step

Ryan’s still.

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