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

"Do not."

sniff and

the other day I

His smile is devastating.

wild animal in bed, not

up his

"In fact..."

so hard it almost makes

lips meet in a

this man? These kisses? He's

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

as our legs tangle with each other and the

I want this

he says between kisses.

can't stop thinking about your dad coming down

and

with

erection,

sides and tugs down my shorts quickly unbuttoning his jeans and pressing

this in my future, I was too afraid to hope for it

dick was, but now my body instantly relaxes, basically sucking him

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

and looks up at the stairway like he's afraid then looks back down at

fast I was going to go but fuck, it's even worse than I thought.” He

baby, you have a magic

all there is

shift just enough for

don't know

if It's just

never find out that the couch has joined the

embarrassed as

way bigger mess than we've

"I got it."

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

he rubs me

growls, "Gonna have to not do that...the only reason I have self

tugs my shorts back up and wipes down my

you with one of his old shotguns that

"Perfect."

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

dick, making your prophetic story actually come

drops the towel and walks

he pulls me into his arms, kissing me on the top

feel your stress,

against mine, muscular,

with the reflection

want you to know that I'm here, by your