You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 152

 Easton

 I'm still not over it.

I'm not gonna lie, I stared at my locker longer than what should be appropriate once we were back at school for at least two months.

Things were somewhat back to normal.

I mean, if normal was fucking your girlfriend's ass more than once and receiving presents you never thought you'd receive— even post—Christmas.

I smirked again.

"Stop thinking about my sister before I strangle you,’ Ryan says next to me, leaning against the metal locker and giving me a disgusted look.

"Fuck, I hope Spring Semester goes by fast.” "You know you just ruined my perfect mood, right? I was thinking about all these tight holes that needed to be filled with my—"

"—Fuck you!"

"—bruh, stop, I've got shop this last semester, wanted to take things easy.

What the hell were you thinking about?” I smile because I know he can't kill me but wants to since his brain went exactly where I wanted it to go just because he ruined my awesome mood.

His eyes narrow.

"Somethings not right with you."

"And you're so much better.” I scoff.

"You look like you got kicked in the nuts before walking in here, and you're more pissy than usual.” "Whatever."

He looks away.

The bell rings.

He pushes off the metal lockers and turns to walk away, then turns back to me.

"Look, it's like this."Oh shit, I'm gonna be late to class, I just know it.

"This is it."

In dramatic fashion, Ryan spreads his arms wide like he's trying out for a musical and ready for his big moment.

"This, right here."

"Um, the bell ringing? Smelling gross freshman? Watching them get a boner over Miss.

Stead when she hosts an assembly about sex ed?"

"No man."

ready to bang his head against

just saying, we don't have much

want to make

possibly Blake if he survives that long, Sadie, and yes, even my sister.” He makes another

you have

He suddenly grins.

for today,

"And tonight? Tomorrow?"

bang my fist against the locker

you

"Trouble."

"The good kind?"

down the hall at that

late for

his arms and presses a kiss to

I miss Harper.

to go to class and turn

school year

hall even though I'm supposed to

was invisible

but

almost as a part of Ryan, which is freaky as fuck now that I think about it, but

maybe because I could

a lying dumbass to admit that I never

always been

distracted

I smile to myself.

Yeah, a total dick.Nice.

walk to class, dropping my shit onto my desk before

is next to me, I can hear him talking to Aisha, which just sets me

I'm paying

Me: let's skip.

to be

Me: School.

Class.

Life.

mean I have presents

be offensive

Some might say hourly.

good receiver, what can I say? Do you want me

her amazing gift giving that's tempting her? Fuck, just thinking about my cock anywhere

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