You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Easton

From my classroom, I can hear Aisha’s voice in the hallway, the rotten snarkiness in her tone, the evil words she’s spewing. My teacher isn’t going to do anything to stop Aisha, she just continues lecturing, but I can’t ignore what I’m hearing because I know there’s only one person who can be taking those verbal punches.

My fucking girl.

I tell my teacher I’m going to the bathroom and haul ass into the hallway. I make it just in time to see Aisha yanking on Harper’s hair.

That fucking bitch. She’s pushed every goddamn button of mine … and I have no patience left.

I’m seeing red by the time I growl my second warning at her, “Did you fucking hear me, Aisha? Let her go right now.” When she stops tugging on her hair but doesn’t let Harper go, I tear Aisha’s hand away, freeing Harper, and pull her into my arms. “Are you all right?” I ask her.

It takes her a second to respond, “Yes.”

The hatred pulsing through my body makes my jaws tighten. “Don’t ever touch my girl again.”

“Your .* girl?” Aisha stammers.

“Yes. My fucking girl.”

“That’s what she is to you now? But what was the other night? When you were in my room, between my,”

“Harper and I are together now.” While I hold Harper against my chest, I glare at Aisha, disgusted by the innocent look on her face. “You need to accept that and stop all this bullshit.” My arm lowers, wrapping around Harper’s curvy waist. “If you have a problem, you take it up with me, not Harper. Do you understand me?”

“But Easton-”

“The only thing I want to hear from you is yes.”

I don’t wait for her to say it, since I know she’s not going to, and I turn Harper around and lead us in the opposite direction, holding her tightly to my side. “Do you want to get out of here?” I ask when we’re halfway down the hall.

“Here?” There’s emotion in her voice. “You mean school? But we still have a few periods to go.”

“I’ll get us excused.”

“How?”

to have to trust

She nods. “Okay.”

outside the door. “I’ll be right back, don’t move.” I

as she approaches. “What can

my wallet, pulling out a fifty that I slip under her fingers. “I

few seconds longer than she needs to, pulling away

“Yes.”

at the notebook that sits next to the phone. “Looks like your mom called a few minutes ago ” She pauses, pretending to read her notes. “You

felt guilty that I was a student and it never happened

once had paid

| ask. “She

winks. “I expect a phone call from her any second

my arm finding its place around her shoulders. “Let’s go to your locker, grab what

going to get in

“No, not even

starts putting her books

“Do what?”

the exit, and she looks at me as she heads through the doorway, my stare slowly lifting

flies over my face. “I don’t know what you’re talking

us out of school without even earning us a minute of detention, you stopped Aisha from strangling me to death. What else can you make

door of my Jeep. I position her back against it before | slam my mouth onto hers, my dick hardening as I get a taste of her tongue. The grind of her hips against

moans against my mouth.

we get to my

she is. I hurry to the other side and start the engine, pulling

to ask

upper thigh, noticing the change in