You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 70

Easton

I’m fucking furious, anger rolling through my veins, making my blood run hot. Ryan’s too busy sweet talking Sadie to talk to me about what we‘re going to do with Blake, and I can tell…

Harper’s mad at me.

Shit. I gotta fix this.

“Baby.” I steer her out of the living room so we’re in front of the stairs. “You’re angry.”

She glares at me. “You left me for Ryan.”

“He needed me.” I reach for her, cupping her cheek with one hand as I pull her in close with the other. “And for good reason. He found those spray paint cans.”

“I can’t wrap my head around it.” The stubborn look on my girl’s face makes me want to roll my eyes but I restrain myself. “Blake would never do that to me. Or to Ryan. He’s your best friend. The three of you have been best friends forever.”

“Sometimes shit goes sideways.” And that hurts. Not that I’ll ever admit it. I’m too damn mad right now anyway and it overpowers the pain.

My best friend is a dick who’s out to make my girlfriend’s life miserable. And he’s possibly working with Aisha.

Like what the fuck? What’s happened to him to make him turn to the dark side? Is he that enamored with Aisha’s pussy he’ll do whatever she wants? Including making Harper’s life miserable?

I don’t understand the motive. I’m confused.

But again, my anger overpowers the confusion and the hurt. I’m too pissed to feel anything else.

“Ryan!” I roar. “Let’s go to Blake’s. Now.”

“No.” Harper clamps her hand over my mouth. “Forget he said that, Ryan!”

Ryan doesn’t even bother to respond. He’s probably lip locked with Sadie right now, the fucker.

Iglare at Harper, biting at her fingers covering my mouth, making her yelp and drop her hand. “Come up to my room,” she says softly. “You’re too angry to leave. I’ll help you calm down.”

I follow her up the stairs, my mind racing, filled with infinite possibilities.

can confront Blake at

School.

In class.

At lunch.

In the parking lot.

football

get in trouble, though I’m pretty much untouchable

to

smile. Yeah. I like the

That sounds fucking perfect.

me into her room and shuts and locks the door before she shoves

do as she says, frowning. Fully prepared for her to chastise me for being

no choice but to fall backward onto the mattress with her

that,

aggression out on me,” she whispers

slides into my mouth, circling

I’m a goner.

hands into her hair, holding her head in place as we devour each other. She’s squirming all over me, making me crazy, and I roll over, pressing her

kiss down the length of her neck, nipping and biting, not holding back. Not wanting to be careful. Harper’s into it, she can’t stop moving. Touching me. Her hands slide beneath my shirt, fingers skimming up

while I’m desperate to rile her

hand beneath it to grope at her tits. Tear at her bra. I yank

one, she hisses, pulling on my

hurting me,”

it,” I whisper against her flesh, dragging my tongue across her nipple to

and her hand is in the

home soon?” I ask

Harper nods jerkily. “Probably.”

to plunge inside her tight heat. Fuck her into

they’re gone too and without warning! push inside her, filling

goes still, her eyes wide as

away as I increase my pace, fucking her steadily. Her eyes fall closed and I cup my hand

say, her gaze steady on mine as I thrust into her. In and out. In and out. I don’t want her to forget who she’s with. Who’s fucking her.