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..."

and whispers in my

"Do not."

sniff and look

the other day I was afraid you were

His smile is devastating.

a wild animal in

up

"In fact..."

in, my heart pounds so hard it almost makes my

meet in

this man? These kisses? He's the addiction your mom always warns

us, of this, that one day we really will make it through the end of the movie without getting

our legs tangle with each other and

you and I want

he says between kisses.

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

groans and kisses

messing with

my dad's messing with your erection, that's new,’ I tease,

down my shorts quickly unbuttoning his

future, I was too afraid to hope for it as he guides himself between

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

even control my own body as I get dangerously close within

stairway like he's afraid then looks

was going to go but fuck, it's

have a magic

all there is

just enough for his angle to hit the perfect

know what

if It's

find out that the couch has joined the soon

as Easton

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

"I got it."

bar with an array of paper towels

groan as he

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

he tugs my shorts back up

one of his old shotguns that he probably doesn't

"Perfect."

his eyes and gathers the used paper towels, tossing them in the trash in the corner, taking one look at the wash-—rag and looking to me

hit my dick, making your prophetic story actually come true.” I fall back on the

towel

again as he pulls me into his arms,

feel

hot against mine,

closer as we sit with the reflection of the documentary

that I'm here, by your side, no