You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 71

Harper

“Easton.” I nudge his bare shoulder, silently marveling at the muscle I feel there. He’s firm -hard all over. If I had more time, I’d spend it exploring his naked body with my mouth. My tongue. My hands and my fingers.

But we don’t have the time. My parents should be home from work any minute while we’re still in my bed.

Naked.

“Wha?” he asks, his voice muffled against the pillow.

Within minutes of us having sex, he collapsed next to me and fell asleep. Like…who does that?

Easton, I guess. Any other time I would’ve found it adorable, but I wanted to talk more about Blake and what Easton and my brother discovered in his car. I wanted to stare at those photos some more and really look at them. I also wanted to ask him about that look he and Ryan shared earlier, when they didn’t say anything.

What’s their plan? And how can I convince him he can’t just go beat Blake up over this?

They’re friends. They need to work it out.

There’s also that tiny, niggling feeling in the back of my mind that tells me Blake didn’t do this at all.

Aisha did.

Unfortunately, I can’t seem to convince Easton that she’s evil enough to come for me. Why does he always protect her? Or write her off? It’s so annoying.

Why won’t he believe me?

Shoving my worry aside, I focus on waking Easton up and getting him out of my bed.

“My parents are going to be home soon,” I whisper, then let myself speak louder. “You should go.”

his hair, his biceps bulging,

grin on his face is a heart stopper. But I

of the bed, I reach for his shirt and toss it at him, smacking him

the shirt falling in

before I lean in and drop a kiss on his lips. “Not in the mood to get caught naked in bed with my boyfriend,

true.” He nods, pulling his T-shirt on before

hurry, as do I, until we’re both fully clothed and I’m raking my fingers through my messy hair while

“What’s wrong?”

up, smiling

keeping secrets from me, and I

At all.

out of my room and down the stairs, and I notice how quiet the house is. Where’s

ditched her for Easton, after complaining

her later and apologize. I need to get my head out of my

keeping her

his expression soft, his hair still sex rumpled. He’s absolutely adorable and he’s watching me with dopey eyes,

or something.

More like

need to do that more often.” He kisses me, his lips soft. Lingering. “I like

and I press my fingers against his lips. “Shush. We

yet.” I drop my fingers and he delivers another scorching

should go.” | clear my throat and reach around him, hip checking him so |

if he doesn’t know what to do with me. “Sure. I’ll text you

like the confused way he’s staring at me so I give him

serious as he studies me. “You do realize Blake did that to

serene. “You’re right. I