You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

 Easton 

We grab some food to—go at a local Mexican restaurant, and then head back to my house.

The minute we're in the kitchen, I’m pouring Harper a giant glass of water to prepare for her peeing on the stick after dinner.

She’s pulling all of the food containers out of the bag, setting them up on the kitchen counter where we’ re going to sit and eat.

“You bought a lot of food,” she says as she cracks open one container, revealing a pile of tortilla chips and a small container of salsa.

“I’m starving,” I admit as I grab a couple of chips and stuff them in my mouth.

“And I wanted to be prepared since you might be eating for two.” She rolls her eyes and socks me in the arm.

Her gaze goes to the cup of water I set in front of her.

“You expect me to drink all that?” “Probably enough for two tests.” “Yeah.” She swallows hard and pushes the container with her food inside away from her.

“I’m freaking out, Easton.

Our lives could change tonight.” “Or it could be no big deal,” I say with a shrug.

“No matter what, we'll figure it out.” “You really think we will? Because I’m scared,” she says, her voice barely above a whisper.

“Like—really scared.” I turn to her and pull her off the stool she’s sitting on.

Until she’s standing in between my spread legs and my arms are around her waist.

She wraps her arms loosely around my neck, our gazes never straying.

“I’m scared too.

But you need to know something before we take that damn test, okay?” “What is it?” “I'm in this with you.

For real.” I squeeze her even closer.

“I’m not going anywhere.

I love you, Harper.

And no matter what, we're going to get through this together.” Her eyes are shiny as she stares down at me and I hope to hell she doesn't start crying again.

Her tears do me in every single time.

“I love you too.

You say the best things.” “I mean every fucking word I say.” I grip her nape tighter and pull her down so our lips meet for a brief kiss.

“I’m starving.

Let's eat.” She laughs as she pulls away from me, settling on the barstool she just vacated.

now? I’m too nervous.” “Oh, I'm nervous,” I admit, just before I take a giant bite

Fuck, it’s delicious.

pops open the lid of

steals over her and

“I can’t.

Not a

tired

girl is

I knocked

for making her

her parents are going to be

even think about my parents and how they'll

me how I ruined my life

person in my life, so if I'm going down and ruining my life, at least I'm doing it

I tell her, waving at the glass

take the test.” She chugs water while I consume my burrito, and I’m

been looking

And pale.

it up to

it was something

grabs one of the tests and heads for the guest bathroom that’s next to

in.” “Want me to come

pee,” she

my name and I head for the

minutes should determine the course of

starts beating wildly in my chest, causing a dull

and I sort of feel like I could throw

Fuck.

device as it sits on the counter and when she hears me approach, she lifts her head, glancing over her shoulder

wait for you, but...” “But what?” I ask,

smile is a glorious sight

I stand next to her, staring down

Negative.

the other one,” I

it comes up positive?” “It

to the kitchen and I finish my

She seems lighter.

Happier.

So aml.

the water and I crack open a beer because, holy fuck, I

the clear yet, but we're

Really close.

the other one?” she

“Yeah.

say