You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 108

Chapter 108

Easton

“Storms suck ballllssssss. '

Ryan kicks a piece of firewood.

“How do you only have like two days worth of firewood and zero storm gear in this place? '

I shrug.

“No idea, I'm not exactly a cub scout, then again”— I turn to Blake—“Anything you'd like to add to this Mr.

I[-have—at—least—seventeen— survival—patches. '

Blake flips me off.

“l was nine and you're a dick. '

I burst out laughing.

Damn, sometimes I miss him, and then I remember Aisha sucking my dick sophomore year and I get all better.

“Well ... '

I look around the shed.

“I think other than the blankets, junk food, and the rest of the firewood this is as good as it’s going to get. '

“Yeah, '

Ryan agrees.

“At least it’s not too cold yet at night and we won't starve. '

“And we do have girls to spoon, '

Blake points out.

I immediately want to be like my girl, my spoon, go fork somewhere else, then remember he has Aisha and feel my balls actually tremble.

“About that. '

“What? '

Blake looks genuinely relaxed when I'd be making SOS signals in order to escape being alone with her.

“Are you guys like... '

I make a gesture with my hands that makes zero sense, then finally just say, “Fucking.

Are you fucking? '

Blake doesn't even blink.

“Would that bother you? '

“No! '

I pretty much yell.

“Not at all, you do you, man.

['m just curious because you brought her up here and people don't typically bring others up here to talk about feelings and knit. '

“How would you know? I knit a damn good sweater. '

Blake crosses his arms.

“He knits? '

Ryan asks.

“He does, '

Blake answers with a grin.

your information, we're just

her lately, you know, it’s the anniversary of her brother's death tomorrow and it just seemed like the right thing to do.

My stomach drops.

I forget Deacon? I never

Never would.

That night.

at me

he drove off in

And never came back.

was a good guy,

saying, hiding my secrets, my past, digging deeper into the mud, and praying that nobody sees the

know him pretty

Ryan asks.

I shrug.

I knew a lot of the guys from other schools, especially the

“Huh. '

Blake smirks.

“That's funny. '

“What is? '

keep my

“Nothing. '

He smiles.

you let us crash here tonight, so we don't repeat history and all

“History? '

Ryan scratches his head.

didn’t a huge storm hit?

‘Yup. '

eyes

hit the family, I'm surprised

My nostrils flare.

“Storms happen. '

“Yeah. '

blankets and grips

“Sometimes, they do.

about how you handle them in the

still, um, talking about

Ryan asks.

“Yes, '

we say in unison.

“Let's go, '

I say gruffly.

are waiting and probably super scared and

Sadie’s a fucking beast, a warrior a—

“—Get it offfffffl '

voice comes down the

Sadie dancing in the middle of the living room, flapping

“Stop moving! '

Aisha yells.

it

Harper adds.

“It’s alive! '

“IT’S A LEAF! '

Harper yells.

down before I

and looks down at

“{t felt real. '

guys

we're all standing there, watching

out and they thought it was a mouse or a bat, who fucking

are all

Where's the whiskey? '

are

know why, the

and sits on the couch, wrapping it around her, then reaching for the whiskey that was there the

bottle back in one huge gulp

sits across from

do they? Not what

why this is hard

much as I hate her,

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