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..."

finger and whispers in my ear,

"Do not."

sniff and look

the other day I was afraid you were going

His smile is devastating.

wild animal in

holds up

"In fact..."

leans in, my heart pounds so hard it almost makes my chest

in a hungry

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

day we really will make it through

that question as our legs tangle with each other and

and I

he says between kisses.

stop thinking about your dad coming down

groans and

with my

erection, that's

tugs down my shorts quickly unbuttoning his jeans and pressing

have to admit I dreamt about it but never saw this in my future,

how big his dick was, but now my body instantly

and emotional I can't even control my own body as

looks up at the stairway like he's afraid then

how fast I was going to go but fuck, it's even

have a magic

really all there

just enough for his

know what I

if It's

is Mom can never find out that the couch has joined the soon to be long list of desecrated items in our

as

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

"I got it."

the downstairs wet bar with an array of paper towels and a warm rag from

he rubs

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

case scenario,’ I say as he tugs my

you with one of his old shotguns that he probably doesn't even know

"Perfect."

paper towels, tossing them in the trash in the corner, taking one look at

hit my dick, making your prophetic story

the towel

again as he pulls me into

can feel your

hot against mine,

snuggle closer as we sit with the reflection of

I'm here, by your