You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 157

Chapter 157 

Harper

 "Motherfucker, someone's been tracking my ass!"

Easton's voice is deep.

Downright vicious.

He swipes the round disc from the ground and holds it between his fingers, staring at it for a long, silent moment, just before another roar leaves him and he chucks the tracker so hard, it bounces off Ryan's thigh.

"Ow! What the fuck, man?"

my brother yells, glaring at Easton.

Sadie goes to pick it up off the ground, frowning as she examines the round disc.

"What is this? Like a tile thing or whatever?"

"It's one of those Air Tag things,"

Easton says between tight lips, his expression so thunderous it kind of scares me.

"Someone's been tracking me."

"Do you think it was your mom and dad?"

I didn't think his parents were that strict.

They care about his grades and what he's going to do with his future, but the normal day to day stuff? He's kind of on his own and basically does whatever the hell he wants.

So why would they track him? They have Find My Phone like every other parent on the planet.

Isn't that good enough? Easton slowly shakes his head.

"No, it's definitely not them."

“Then who?"

I ask, at a complete loss.

"Aisha,"

Ryan supplies for him, his eyes going wide.

He points at Easton.

"It's fucking Aisha, dude!"

My stomach drops.

No.

No way.

She wouldn't track my boyfriend...

Would she? Absolutely not.

That's taking things way too far.

I turn to my twin.

do you mean, it's

Ryan

He turns to Easton.

everywhere we're

Like, fucking everywhere.

pizza place that

went to the grocery store to pick stuff up for Harp when she was sick, and Aisha

Sadie

town,’ I say,

right when we were in line to make our

How startled I'd been.

the odds of her being there? At the time, it made no

it off to complete

distracted that night, sick with worry I

But I wasn't.

her showing up wasn't

tracking

My voice is so loud I make

"I hate her."

crazy.”

go to her house right now and kick

fucking deserves it for all the shit she's put

the back door of the Jeep, ready to hop in, but she turns to look at all

throw this thing

holds up the

holds

"Give it to me."

would you keep it? Don't let her track you.

respond. His body is tense, his gaze distant, and I can tell he's

Upset.

Maybe even a little...

I hate her with everything in my entire being, but once upon a time, these two were sort

Gross.

feels violated by her

over

is going

Ryan grabs her arm, tugging

We have to approach this

I frown.

you mean,

Easton says, his

"No ass kicking allowed."

"God, you're no fun."

her arms in front of her chest, her lips forming into a

the road,’ Easton says, the tracker still

head home before your parents

the tracker into one of the cup holders in the center

of us lost in our own thoughts, mine filled with stupid Aisha and what

The things she said.

way she's

and again and

is leaning her head on

phone, his Air Pods

don't have an

“Easton,” I murmur.

glances over at

"What's up, baby?"

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