You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Harper I can admit the breakfast Aisha made us is delicious.

Ugh, though it kills me.

The French toast is cooked to golden perfection.

The maple syrup is thick and sweet, and that hint of powdered sugar sprinkled on top? Yummy.

The bacon is crisp yet chewy.

The coffee is strong.

She cut up all kinds of fruit for us to eat as well and the watermelon is sweet.

The strawberries juicy and red.

The grapes I avoid because...

I hate grapes.

Oh well, guess it’s not the perfect breakfast.

Sadie is shoveling food in her mouth with her nose wrinkled in disgust, but she's enjoying it.

I know she is.

We all are.

Damn it.

"Who knew you could cook?"

Blake says when he's finished eating, leaning back in his chair and patting his belly like he's a chubby old man.

"That was fucking good, Aisha."

She beams from her spot at the head of the table.

"Thank you.

I love cooking meals for my friends.

It's like my love language."

Sadie and I share a look across the table.

Love language? She is so full of shit.

"Guys, we need to clean up some outside before we leave,” Easton announces.

"My dad texted me and said there's a storm coming in later."

glance at his plate—empty.

Guess he doesn't hate French toast after all.

"Let's do it."

Ryan leaps to his feet, seemingly eager to get out of here, I guess.

Though we aren't going to leave right after breakfast, are we? I mean—and oh my God I can't even believe I'm thinking this—but I feel kind of bad that Blake and Aisha show up late last night and then we're going to head home right after she made us this amazing breakfast? Easton leans over to whisper in my ear.

"You don't mind staying in here with Aisha for a little bit? She's being okay, right?"

I slowly shake my head, trying to pretend like it won't bother me.

"No, I don't mind.

doesn't shove her hand

"That's my girl."

I glance over in

Huh.

changed one

She hates me.

Easton and

help you clean

sweetly, offering

Aisha smiles in return.

so

I appreciate the help."

and I kick her in the shin, making her

me a

my head

"Right.

Yeah.

We appreciate it,"

Sadie says weakly.

go outside, we start gathering up the plates on the table and bring them in

the sink, rinsing out dishes and loading

the kitchen, none of us uttering a word

or “excuse me"

every few minutes.

It's weird.

boys outside talking and laughing while we're acting

know,” Sadie

Blake for real,

water and dries her hand

you mean am I with him for

"With benefits?"

Sadie asks.

how that's any of your business,”

me

"Just curious."

I remain quiet.

her attention to

you want me to say? Thanks for breakfast? I

you showed up with Blake last night? Yeah, can't

using him

she smiles,

"Go on.

what you wanted to

him to

her head and

And laughs.

And laughs some more.

and I roll my eyes,

who is the question,” Aisha says once her laughter

think Blake

I just know that your motives

I throw at her.

brow as she approaches

Miss Virgin Harper? Give

heard you screaming your head

Easton, fuck me, Easton’.” She rolls