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

you sucked them so hard the other day I was afraid you were going to bite

His smile is devastating.

been like a wild animal in bed, not that

holds up

"In fact..."

my heart pounds so hard it almost makes my chest

meet in a hungry

without this man? These

get tired of us, of this, that one day we really will make it through the end of the movie

tangle with each other and the blankets on

and I

he says between kisses.

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

groans and

messing with my

my dad's messing with your erection, that's

and tugs down my shorts quickly unbuttoning his jeans and

but never saw this in my future,

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

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

the stairway like he's afraid

to go but fuck, it's even worse than I thought.” He bites down on his lower

have a

all there is

enough for his angle to hit

don't know what I

if It's

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

as

mess, like a way bigger mess

"I got it."

again and returns from the downstairs wet bar with an array of

as he rubs

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

my shorts back up and wipes down

chases you with one of his old shotguns that he probably

"Perfect."

rolls his eyes and gathers the used paper towels, tossing them in the trash in the

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

the towel and walks

pulls me into his arms,

can feel

against mine, muscular, firm, and

the reflection

that I'm here, by your