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..."

crooks his finger and whispers in my

"Do not."

and

so hard the other day I was afraid you

His smile is devastating.

a wild animal

holds up his

"In fact..."

in, my heart pounds so hard

in a hungry

I ever survive without this man? These kisses? He's the addiction

get tired of us, of this, that one day we really will make it through the end of the movie without getting

question as our legs tangle with each

I want this to

he says between kisses.

the whole man with the butcher knife, I can't stop thinking about your dad coming down the

groans and kisses me

messing with my

your erection, that's new,’

quickly unbuttoning his jeans and

admit I dreamt about it but never saw this in my future, I was too afraid to hope

body instantly relaxes, basically sucking him in

control my own body as I get dangerously close

grips my hips and looks up at the stairway like he's

going to go but fuck, it's even worse than I thought.” He bites down on his lower

have a magic

there

just enough for his angle to hit

know what I

if It's

that the couch has joined the soon to be

as Easton

like a way bigger mess than we've

"I got it."

downstairs wet bar with an

as he

"Gonna have to not do that...the only reason I have

case scenario,’ I say as he tugs my shorts back up

shotguns that he probably doesn't even know

"Perfect."

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

he'll misfire and hit my dick, making your prophetic story actually come true.” I fall back on

the towel

that funny?” “Hilarious.” I laugh again as he pulls me into his arms, kissing

feel

hot against mine, muscular,

as we sit with the reflection of the documentary on the

want you to know that I'm here,