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..."

his finger and whispers in my ear, "So

"Do not."

and look

the other day

His smile is devastating.

a wild animal in bed, not that

holds up his

"In fact..."

in, my heart pounds so hard it almost

lips meet in a

without this man? These kisses? He's

he's going to get tired of us, of this, that one day we really will make it through the end of the

as our legs tangle with each other

you and I want this

he says between kisses.

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

groans and kisses

messing with

erection, that's new,’ I tease,

tickles my sides and tugs down my shorts quickly unbuttoning his jeans and pressing me back against

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

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

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

up at the stairway

but

you have

really all there is to

both laugh and it makes the pressure shift just enough for his angle to hit the

don't know

if It's

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

embarrassed as Easton

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

"I got it."

downstairs wet bar with an array

he rubs

"Gonna have to not do that...the only reason I have self control is fear

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

shotguns that he probably doesn't even know

"Perfect."

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

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

towel and

funny?” “Hilarious.” I laugh again as he pulls me into his arms, kissing me on the top of the

can feel your stress,

body is hot against

the reflection of

want you to know that I'm