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, "So

"Do not."

sniff and

sucked them so hard the other day

His smile is devastating.

a wild animal in bed, not that I'm

holds up his

"In fact..."

leans in, my heart pounds so hard

in a hungry

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

one day we really will make it through the end of

tangle with

love you and I want this to

he says between kisses.

stop thinking about your dad coming down the stairs with

and kisses me

with

erection, that's new,’ I tease, kissing his

shorts quickly unbuttoning his jeans and pressing me

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

dick was, but now my body instantly relaxes, basically sucking him in and saying a small

control my

at the stairway like he's afraid then looks back

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

you have a magic

all there is to

it makes the pressure shift just enough for his

know what

It's just

the couch has joined the soon to be long list of desecrated items

embarrassed as

like a way bigger mess

"I got it."

bar with an array of paper towels and a warm

he rubs me

have to not do that...the only reason I have self control is fear of an

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

old shotguns that he probably

"Perfect."

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

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

the towel

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

feel your

is hot against mine, muscular, firm, and

the

I'm here, by your