You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Harper

Easton is pale.

Normally his skin is a healthy tan, his good looks are so ridiculously hot that I want to strangle him then kiss him right afterward.

I'm next to my locker when he walks up, hands shoved into his jeans, posture stiff.

"Sup?"

I snort out a laugh.

"Did you just bro talk me?"

“Huh?"

He scratches his head, completely distracted.

I mimic his movements, then give him a slight shove.

"Yeah okay, bruh, what you wanna do later, dude, wanna hit the pavement, go for a smoke, shoot some hoops and—"

"-Are you high?"

He leans in, and the smell of his cologne has me dizzy with want.

"And why wouldn't you share?"

Flirtatious Easton is back.

The one I'm obsessed with.

The one I need more than anything, despite how frustrated I get with him on a daily basis.

He's mine.

All mine.

I just wish all this bullshit would go away so we could have more time to figure out what we are, how we work, and what this means before graduation.

Ugh.

"Not high."

I wrap my arms around his waist.

"You just seem distant..."

We have at least half the day left before we can go home-—before I can go home with him, even if that means I'm just going to be in the backseat of his super sexy Jeep.

"Yeah okay boomer,"

he jokes.

"I'm fine, I promise."

Our foreheads touch and I forget all about the worries I have as people whistle and pass us as they walk down the hallway.

"I just had a moment.

this shit is getting really

around like he’s paranoid about something when what looks like a

pants, and a tightly tucked in blue shirt with a badge, okay so yeah totally

sneer

acting weird? He doesn't so much as flinch as he wraps an arm around me and

"Have a great day."

Her eyes narrow.

"Girlfriend?"

"Yes,"

him and stick out

"My name's Harper."

"How..."

throws on

"Lovely for you..."

hand as mid-life crisis stomps past us like it's the

hell was

I say out loud.

tense but manages

shit? Hates her job? A woman in

me toward

"What if we skip?"

"Skip what?"

I frown.

"Life?"

He jokes.

run back

so many epic things about his

this mansion right on the lake and only

envy when Ryan would go because duh, best

wants me

I ask.

“Over my dead body."

scaring the shit

against his side, her head laying

they're showing that much PDA during school

sounded like my

and

know I'd never leave you out.” Easton bumps fists with my

Should

Ryan snorts.

hell are you going to get to write you

talking and looks

it might

know the words bother him as much as they do me as he

we suffer for the next few hours,

do it.”

some alone time

down at Sadie and

I make a face.

in front of

I wink

Sadie jokes.