You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 68

Chapter 68

Easton

There are black spray paint cans in the back of Blake’s car, which is the same color that was used on the garage door. That’s why Ryan called me over here to this stupid restaurant.

It wasn’t Aisha who spray painted whore on their garage door.

It was fucking Blake.

“I’m going to kill him.”

I start toward the restaurant entrance but Ryan darts in front of me, shoving at my chest and stopping me. “Calm the fuck down, dude. We have to approach this right.”

“I’m going to. I’m going to kill him.” My voice is calm. Way too calm. I’m ready to tear that motherfucker from limb to limb. Rip his face off and shove it down his throat. Kick him so hard in the dick that he’ll never be able to father children.

Ever.

“No, you’re not. You can’t go into that restaurant and make a scene. Blake will deny everything and they’ll kick your ass out of the place.” Ryan shakes his head, his hands still on my chest, restraining me. “We need proof. Evidence.”

“Photos?” | ask.

Ryan nods. “If I let you go right now, you promise you won’t run into that restaurant?”

I could lie and say yes. Then find my way in there anyway and shove my fist into Blake’s smug face.

But maybe Ryan’s right. We need to approach this situation carefully. Methodically. Harper will have a hard time believing Blake did this. She’s firmly set on Aisha being responsible.

“Promise,” I say, my gaze meeting Ryan’s.

We stand in the parking lot, staring at each other before Ryan finally, reluctantly releases his hold on me.

into the restaurant but I tell myself to calm the fuck down and head back for Blake’s car,

decent shots. Ryan takes photos too, an endless stream

Ryan

as betrayed as I do, which infuriates

I speak. “He can’t get away with this.

his chance?” Ryan shakes

times before even knowing who the hell she was. How I bullied her and treated her like absolute

to hear

fuck with me,”

Ryan shakes his head, glancing down at his phone when

 

Sadie asking what he’s doing and if he

busy right now. Can I call you later?” He ends the call before she can answer

a sneaking suspicion she’s with Harper, and they’re trying to figure out what the hell we’re

“Who?”

“Your sister and Sadie.”

his eyes. “Great. They’re probably conspiring with each

coming up with ways to string me up by the balls, but I can’t worry about that

make it up to Harper later. I hate that I ditched her,

cans in the back

Ryan grabs my shirt and yanks me

I jerk out of his

he slowly rises,

time to see Blake exiting the

With…

Aisha?

What the fuck?

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