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

"Do not."

and look

them so hard the other day

His smile is devastating.

a wild animal in bed, not that I'm

holds up

"In fact..."

my heart pounds so hard it almost

lips meet in a

man? These kisses? He's the addiction your

going to get tired of us, of this, that one day we really will make it

as our legs tangle with

I want this

he says between kisses.

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

and kisses me

with my

my dad's messing with your erection,

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

but never saw this in my future, I was too

used to brace for how big his dick was, but now my body instantly relaxes, basically

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

the stairway like he's afraid then looks back down

how fast I was going to go but

you have

all there

shift just enough for his angle to hit the

don't know what

It's just

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

as Easton pulls

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

"I got it."

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

as he

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

I say as he tugs my shorts back

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

"Perfect."

rolls his eyes and gathers the used paper towels, tossing them in the trash in the corner, taking one look at the

and hit my dick, making your prophetic story actually

drops the towel and walks

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

can feel

body is hot against mine, muscular, firm, and

closer as we sit with the reflection of the documentary on

I'm here, by your side,