You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 131

Easton

Harper: Where are you?

We're already at the movie theater and it's about to start! I climb into my car and just sit there, staring at the message from my girlfriend.

I should tell her who I ran into. I should. It would be the right thing to do. The honest thing to do. We need to keep up open communication.

I need to tell her everything. Running into Leigh is major.

I don't need to go into the specifics, but I should tell her. Yeah, I definitely should. But damn it, I'm full of doubt. About everything.

Me: Had to get gas. It's busy but I'll be there soon. Promise. Harper: Hurry! I'll save you a seat.

Only if you bring me popcorn. :) I smile despite everything, regretting my decision to stop and get gas.

If I'd only waited, I never would've run into Leigh. But I can't tell Harper via text that I talked to Leigh.

Can't tell her at the movie theater either. I'm not about to ruin our date.

The longer I wait to tell her, the less inclined I'll be to say anything, and then I won't tell her at all and look like a giant ass liar who's got something to hide.

Fuck. I punch the steering wheel once. Twice. It doesn't make me feel better.

All I'm left with is a throbbing hand and a messed up head because I don't know what the hell I should do.

Reaching for my phone, I go to my text thread with Ryan and start typing.

Me: I ran into Leigh just now at the gas station.

Ryan: No fucking way.

and she said some fucked

She was always

love my best friend. He's forever in

Guess her husband

Ryan: Good riddance.

can breathe a little easier without her around. Hesitating for only a

Harper I ran into

I get antsy. So do the people who are waiting

from the pump, parking in

really late to the movies at the

from my best friend

think you should mention your run in with Leigh to Harper. It'll only upset her

time, and I don't think

I don't want to hide things from her. When I do that, it gives her reason

you're not,

mean, fuck that

with Leigh in a while. Me: You're right, but still. I hate keeping things from her. Ryan: Think of it as keeping the peace. And hey, if she finds out, blame me. It's

to tell her. Me: Fucking deal,

Ryan: Cool.

are about to start. By the time I'm walking into the theater ten minutes later, the place is

spot my girlfriend smiling

and down the row where they're sitting, plopping into the empty seat beside

me in the

late. And you said you

and do just that but she holds me back, keeping me

kidding. I made Ryan buy popcorn