You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Harper

We finish eating our steaks and are out by the bonfire while the guys go back inside to grab some whiskey.

I wrap the blanket tighter around me and nudge Sadie.

"Ryan seems...chipper."

She snorts out a laugh and sips her wine.

"That makes two of us."

"So, he liked the ropes."

"He fucking loved the ropes."

“Eww, but also, awesome, I'm happy for you..for both of you,” I add.

"Ryan deserves all the good things.

I mean, he annoys the hell out of me, but he's good."

Sadie turns to me, her eyes flicker to my mouth, then back up.

"You're good too."

I frown.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

I hear the boys approaching.

She licks her lips.

"I may be a bit drunk.” "Okay?"

I offer.

“But I know what else Ryan's gonna like, as weird and sick and twisted as my mind seems right now..."

She doesn't warn me, just leans in and whispers against my lips, "Let's fuck with them."

And then she kisses me.

Sliding her tongue past my lower lip, teasing gently.

It's not the first time we've kissed, but that was more like middle school let’s test this out and see how it works so we don't mess up when we kiss boys sort of kiss.

This is a big girl kiss.

She tastes like white wine.

I taste like red.

kiss her back.

not attracted

I know she's not attracted

the idea of driving Easton crazy spurs me on

the empty night air followed by a, “Shit, oh

by my brother.

away from her by Easton, who already has me in his arms, his hand coming down on my ass in a

ever leaving this

"Same."

I laugh.

legs around his waist as we sit back against

his arms, trying to get closer as

leggings were thinner, even though I can feel his head and how badly he

laughing behind us and

my best friend but after a while, when my mouth is sore, Easton

turn in his lap.

Ryan, they have a blanket covering them and his lips are extremely swollen, good for her,

the fire in a big

I glare right back.

don’t want to cross or discuss but it's also kind of awesome, that we can all hang out together and be this

honestly feels like

it's

the smell of the campfire already has

braces his arms around me, his lips on my

"I really like you."

sigh, for a minute I thought he

you

"No, I really, really."

He gulps.

than like, Harper...no,

eyes flicker with

matter what, I'm

tense again, so I reach behind me and start to palm the front of his jeans,

out a

I need to make

"F—forget?"

His eyes roll back.

were we even talking

and looking

tones

in the chair, spreading

"Mmmmm."

I squeeze his tip.

feel ready for

I

that and I'm