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.”

through his hair, his biceps bulging, completely distracting

is a heart stopper.

shirt and toss it at him, smacking him

fades, the shirt falling in

kiss on his lips. “Not in the mood to get caught naked in

He nods, pulling his T-shirt on before he reaches for the rest of his

do I, until we’re both fully clothed and I’m raking my

“What’s wrong?”

up, smiling faintly. “Ah,

I don’t believe him. He’s keeping secrets from me, and

At all.

my room and down the stairs, and I notice how quiet

her for Easton, after complaining

call her later and apologize. I need to get my head out of my ass and be a better friend to her. She’s been so good to me,

also keeping her own

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

or something.

on drugs. More like he’s high

He kisses me, his lips soft.

and I press my fingers against his lips. “Shush. We can’t talk

drop my fingers and

you should go.” | clear my throat and reach around him, hip checking him so | can open the door

doesn’t know what to do with

way he’s staring at me so I give him another kiss to soften my sudden harshness.

me. “You do realize Blake did that to your garage door, right? It wasn’t

“You’re right. I know you