You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 71

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

his face is a heart

of the bed, I reach for his shirt

smile fades, the shirt falling in his

smile sweetly at him before I lean in and drop a kiss on his lips. “Not in the

his T-shirt on before he reaches for the

in a hurry, as do I, until we’re both fully clothed and I’m raking my fingers through my

“What’s wrong?”

smiling

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

At all.

head out of my room and down the stairs, and I notice how quiet the house

must hate me. I just ditched her for Easton, after complaining to

and apologize. I need to get my head out of my ass and be a better friend to

keeping

 

at the front door, Easton turns toward me, his expression soft, his hair still sex rumpled. He’s absolutely

or something.

More like he’s high on

kisses me, his lips soft.

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

fingers

| clear my throat and reach around him, hip checking him so | can open the

me up and down, as if he doesn’t know

confused way he’s staring at me so I give him another kiss to

shoulders, his expression serious as he studies me. “You do realize Blake

“You’re right. I

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