You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 85

Harper

"But I didn't fuck her, baby,"

Easton says, his hand moving to my face.

“I didn’t touch her at all.” I want to push him away, but the sound of his voice is what I cling to.

The softness, the rawness, the truth I see in his eyes.

"I couldn't do it,"

he continues.

"I got to her house, I told her how much you mean to me, and that I'm willing to take whatever punishment comes my way but to leave you out of it.” The ache in my stomach turns to something else.

Relief? Tingles? There's so much emotion running through me, I'm not sure I can differentiate my feelings anymore.

But I know I need to hear something again, I need to hear it over and over until it sinks in.

"You really didn't have sex with her?"

He shakes his head.

"No, baby."

His other hand joins my face.

“I didn’t kiss her, I didn’t touch her—nothing happened between us."

His stare deepens.

"I care about you, Harper, more than you think I do.” I fall against his chest and his arms wrap around me, his scent, his warmth, his breath—all giving me so much comfort.

This morning, I didn't know if I'd be here again with him and now I can't imagine being anywhere else.

My eyes close and after a few seconds I ask, “How are we going to get out of this mess?"

“It's my mess, not yours."

I squeeze him tighter.

"You're not in this alone."

"I am because there's no way I'm dragging you into it.

You got enough shit from WHGOSSIP, you don’t need anymore."

I bury my face in his neck.

"What's going to happen?"

"Mrs.

me

all the questions, but I'm not going to

"Does that mean things

I assure you I won't

to class.” I tilt

live

forth, his hands holding my

all have skeletons in our

just met one of

that he slept

Scott.

older than us and married and all the guys think she's so hot—things

his is just much

about you, but I'm pretty sure you're going to have to explain

at the thought of Ryan's face this morning on

wants to kill you—

need to talk to Blake, too.” My

"Blake?"

time I turn around, he's there, trying

of it, it needs to end or we're

to

lowers

you, Harper, and I can't blame the

end of my nose, a gesture so sweet

no more games with him, I'm putting a stop to it, he needs to set

conversation going to involve

He smiles.

"I'll be good.

settled than when I was walking up here

"Do you think Mrs.

or the school board will notify my parents about the day we left school? I know that sounds

I sigh.

I feel like there's a new one every second.” "I don't think you have to

me right

I'll

He comes even closer.

before I fucking

lips crash against mine and my body lights

his all-consuming presence—it surrounds me and

"Harper,"

he moans.

sound I can't get enough of, a security

out of my

don't want to ever leave, we

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