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 she has a meeting

they're going to drag me in and ask all the questions, but I'm not going to rat her out

and for this to go to court.” "Does that mean things between you two will

things will be cordial, but I assure

getting detention for being this late to class.” I tilt my neck back to look at his face, more relief

live with

eyes, back and forth,

all have skeletons in our closet,

met one

hated hearing that

Scott.

so hot—things I'm trying not

and his

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

of Ryan's face this

to kill you—

need to talk to

"Blake?"

he's there,

had enough of it, it needs to end or we're just

to always be

lowers to

the bastard, you're the

my nose, a gesture so sweet

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

going to involve

He smiles.

"I'll be good.

up here to the roof, but there are still

"Do you think Mrs.

I know that sounds so trivial considering what you're about to face, but

I sigh.

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

she's more focused on me right now.” His face

I hear something, I'll give you

He comes even closer.

kiss me before

against mine and my body lights

his touch, his all-consuming presence—it surrounds me and pulls

"Harper,"

he moans.

a

slides out of my mouth, and

ever leave, we have to

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