You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Harper

 I'm exhausted.

Mom and Dad have finally gone to bed, but I wouldn't put it past them to do room checks like they used to at summer camp.

I'm still downstairs with Easton bingeing some murderous documentary about a crime of passion, and some creepy stalker who always pretended to be her work friend but secretly cut pieces of her hair and slept with them in his pillow.

Ryan and Sadie are upstairs doing who knows what in the kitchen.

The creepy man on the screen continues his stalking.

Gross.

I shudder.

"Are you cold?"

Easton asks, pulling me close.

I frown.

"Is it just me or are you way too into the part where he almost gets away with it.” He shakes his head like he's disappointed in the mass murderer.

"I mean, he's an idiot, he could have made it, but noooo, he has to go back for one of those creepy pieces of hair like he didn't just kill her for rejecting him."

I scrunch up my nose.

"Weird that the husband ended up living."

"Poor guy probably wishes he were dead, imagine someone standing over you while you sleep with a butcher knife."

"Yay, what a great Christmas, so merry and bright,"

I tease and give him a hard shove.

“I'm going to have nightmares tonight about knives.” He laughs.

I turn to him and grip him by the shirt.

"I will end you if you sneak into my room, hover over me with a knife and scare the shit out of me.

I'll take that same knife and chop off both balls.” "Wouldn't that make me a eunuch?"

"Yes,"

I seethe.

"With the giant dick but a severe lack of testosterone and desire to have sex."

"Should I be scared that you just gave me an exact definition?"

He smiles.

"Chill, I won't scare you, I actually like my testicles and um..."

whispers in my

"Do not."

sniff and

the other day I was afraid you were

His smile is devastating.

you've been like a wild animal

holds up

"In fact..."

my heart pounds so hard it almost makes

lips meet in

ever survive without this man? These kisses?

going to get tired of us, of this, that one day we

that question as our legs tangle with each other and the blankets on the

and I want this to

he says between kisses.

I can't stop thinking about

groans and kisses me

messing with

with your erection, that's new,’ I tease, kissing

unbuttoning his jeans and pressing me

saw this in my future, I was too afraid to

body instantly relaxes, basically sucking him in

right, I'm so sensitive and emotional I can't even control my own

stairway like he's afraid

warn you about how fast I was going to go but fuck, it's even worse than

have a magic

really all there

it makes the pressure shift just enough for his angle to hit the perfect little magical

don't know what

It's just

is Mom can never find out that the couch has joined the soon to be long

almost embarrassed as Easton pulls

a mess, like a way bigger mess than we've ever made

"I got it."

again and returns from the downstairs wet bar with an

he

to not do that...the only reason I have self

as he tugs my shorts back up

shotguns that he probably

"Perfect."

the used paper towels, tossing them in the trash in the corner, taking one look at the wash-—rag and looking to me

dick, making your prophetic story actually come true.” I fall back

towel

funny?” “Hilarious.” I laugh again as he pulls me into

feel your stress,

against mine, muscular, firm,

sit with the reflection of the documentary

to know that I'm here, by