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 and slaughter

Harper's brows shoot up.

is

“You're funny."

into her ribs, tickling

Making her laugh.

to wiggle out of my grip, but I take her with me as I roll over, so she’s

"What are you doing?"

have you for

her

around my neck as my hands

and panties pulled down to her ankles and

if she’s my actual breakfast, sucking

curling them to

over my face in minutes, until she falls in a heap on the mattress, breathless and in a daze, her arm thrown

the inside of her thigh

Twice.

she drops her

I might be

From too many orgasms."

way to

so I can

spot between

chin and I gently pull the fabric down until her upper body is covered and just as I'm about to lean in and kiss her

"Breakfast is ready!"

Aisha yells.

"Let's feast, motherfuckers!"

This from Blake.

reaching out to brush

should walk down there looking like this? Can you imagine Aisha asking me what's

Harper wrinkles her nose.

"Juices?"

call it?” I climb off the bed and

"Come on, baby.

Let's go eat."

enough

my girl's face

bed and lean down to kiss her, just before I rub my face

smell like

gross,” she says on

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

"I do.” Well fuck.

real

to the kitchen, where Sadie appears to be mainlining coffee and Ryan sits next to her at the kitchen counter, his hand

he might be, I

the kitchen

apron tied around

was going to send

was eating out Harper not even five minutes

my arm

gaze,

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