You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 99

Easton

I wake up to gentle fingers touching my face and crack my eyes open to find Harper fully dressed and standing beside the bed, smiling down at me.

"I have good news and bad news."

"What's the good news?"

I ask warily.

"Sadie didn't commit murder last night."

"And what's the bad news?"

"Aisha is still alive, and she's currently in the kitchen making breakfast for everyone.” She wrinkles her nose.

“Do you think she's going to poison us?” "Probably."

I reach out and take her hand.

"Come back to bed."

"I need to go watch over Sadie before she gives in to her urges and tries to kill Aisha."

She tries to pull out of my grip but I just squeeze tighter.

"Easton, come on.

Let me go.” "No."

I pull her much like she did to me last night and she falls onto the bed, sprawled across me.

"I want you for breakfast.

Nothing else."

Her face is in mine, a big smile on it.

“But she said she's making your favorite.

French toast.” I'm not about to admit French toast is my actual favorite breakfast food.

How the fuck does Aisha know that? "I hate French toast.

I prefer waffles."

"Uh huh."

Harper's voice is full of doubt.

"And bacon."

"Oh, she's making that too.

She says she's been up since six, preparing our meal.

That was over two hours ago.

do, go out

Harper's brows shoot up.

is

“You're funny."

into her ribs, tickling

Making her laugh.

take her with me as I

"What are you doing?"

have you for

shutting her up with

my neck as my hands shove her T-shirt up, my fingers

I know, I've got her leggings and panties pulled down to her ankles and my mouth

she’s my actual breakfast, sucking

inside of her, curling them to nudge that spot that makes

in a heap on the mattress, breathless and in a

inside

Twice.

until she drops her arm and looks down

might be the one dying

From too many orgasms."

way to

so I can press a kiss to

spot between her

upper body is covered and just

"Breakfast is ready!"

Aisha yells.

"Let's feast, motherfuckers!"

This from Blake.

each other, Harper reaching out to brush her fingers

you imagine Aisha asking me what's on my face

Harper wrinkles her nose.

"Juices?"

can I call it?” I climb off the bed

"Come on, baby.

Let's go eat."

you do enough of that

my girl's face

down to kiss her, just before

we'll both smell

she says on a

it.” Her laughter dies, her eyes glowing as she stares

"I do.” Well fuck.

real

be mainlining coffee and Ryan sits next to her at the kitchen counter, his hand on her arm as

might be, I don't

the kitchen like she's fucking Betty

even got an apron tied around

are! I was going to send

been awkward since I was eating out Harper not even

my arm and glares at

averts his gaze, his

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