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 ear, "So

"Do not."

sniff and

day I was afraid

His smile is devastating.

been like a wild animal in bed, not that

up his

"In fact..."

so hard it almost

meet in a hungry

survive without this man? These kisses? He's the addiction your mom

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

question as our legs tangle with each other and

and I

he says between kisses.

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

groans and

messing with

with your erection, that's new,’ I tease, kissing

and tugs down my shorts quickly unbuttoning his

future, I was too

his dick was, but now my body instantly relaxes, basically sucking him in and saying a small prayer that he'll

right, I'm so sensitive and emotional I can't even control my own body as

hips and looks up at the stairway like

was going to go but fuck, it's

have a magic

there is to

enough for his angle to hit

don't know what I

if It's just

I know is Mom can never find out that the couch has joined the soon to

almost embarrassed as Easton pulls

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

"I got it."

kisses me again and returns from the downstairs wet bar with an

groan as he

only reason I have

say as he tugs my shorts back up and wipes

old shotguns that he

"Perfect."

paper towels, tossing them in the trash in the

prophetic

drops the towel and

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

feel your

body is hot against mine, muscular, firm,

sit with the reflection of the documentary

that I'm here, by your side, no matter