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 ear, "So

"Do not."

and

sucked them so hard the other day I

His smile is devastating.

you've been like a wild animal in

holds up

"In fact..."

heart pounds so hard it almost makes

lips meet in

this man? These kisses? He's the addiction your mom always

thinking he's going to get tired of us, of this, that one day we really will make

our legs tangle with each other and the blankets

I want this

he says between kisses.

man with the butcher knife, I can't stop thinking about your dad coming down the stairs with one of the steak knives from

groans and

with

erection,

my sides and tugs down my shorts quickly unbuttoning his jeans and pressing

never saw this in my future, I was too afraid to hope for it as he guides

body instantly relaxes, basically sucking him in and saying a small

so sensitive and emotional I can't even control my own body as I get dangerously

my hips and looks up at the stairway like he's afraid then looks back down

to warn you about how fast I was going to go but fuck, it's even worse than I thought.” He bites down on

baby, you have a

really all there

just enough

don't know what

if It's

has joined the

embarrassed as

mess, like a way bigger mess than

"I got it."

kisses me again and returns from the downstairs wet bar with an array of paper towels and

as he rubs

not do that...the only reason I

I say as he tugs my shorts back up

of his old shotguns that he probably doesn't even know how to

"Perfect."

tossing them in the trash in the corner, taking one look

my dick, making your prophetic story actually come true.” I fall back on the couch

towel

pulls me

feel your stress,

hot against mine, muscular, firm, and

sit with the reflection of the documentary on

I'm here, by