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

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

tightly tucked in blue shirt with a badge, okay so yeah totally a police officer—attached to her

by us, her sneer

weird? He doesn't so

"Have a great day."

Her eyes narrow.

"Girlfriend?"

"Yes,"

and

"My name's Harper."

"How..."

on her black

"Lovely for you..."

crisis stomps past us like it's

the hell was

I say out loud.

tense but

old? Botox isn't working? Fillers don't do shit? Hates her job? A woman in a man's world? Take your pick, I

me toward

"What if we skip?"

"Skip what?"

I frown.

"Life?"

He jokes.

but what if we skip the rest of school, run back to our

heard so many epic things

school gossip, his cabin was like this mansion right on the lake and only the most

have serious envy when Ryan would go because duh,

wants me to

I ask.

“Over my dead body."

suddenly appears, scaring the shit

side, her head laying

they're showing that much PDA

just sounded like my

and look

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

in? Should

Ryan snorts.

get to write

talking and

mean, it might be hard now

doesn't stiffen, but I know the words bother him as much as they do me as he looks down

hours, then leave? We can make it there

do it.” Ryan

some

down at Sadie and

I make a face.

I'm in front of you.” Ryan rolls his

gave me earplugs, FUCKING EARPLUGS and I

Sadie jokes.