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.

morning and told me she has a meeting

sure they're going to drag me in and ask all the

to press charges and for this to go to court.” "Does that mean things between

over, things will be cordial, but I assure you I won't be

class.” I tilt my neck back

live

my eyes, back and forth, his hands holding

skeletons in

just met one

that he

Scott.

married and all the guys think she's so hot—things I'm trying not to focus on, those layers

past and his is just much

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

at the thought of Ryan's face this morning on the way to

to kill you—

to talk to Blake,

"Blake?"

he's

it needs to end or we're just going to keep

seem to

hand lowers

blame the bastard,

kisses the end of my nose, a

a stop to it, he needs to set his sights

conversation going to

He smiles.

"I'll be good.

more settled than when I was walking up here to the roof, but there are still

"Do you think Mrs.

we left school? I know that sounds so trivial considering what you're about to face, but I want to prepare myself for what's to

I sigh.

there's a new

she's more focused on me right now.”

if I hear something, I'll give

He comes even closer.

kiss me before I

and my body

his all-consuming presence—it surrounds me and pulls

"Harper,"

he moans.

get enough of, a security I've needed since the post

tongue slides out of my

don't want to ever leave,

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