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.

you mean,

Ryan

He turns to Easton.

shows up everywhere we're

Like, fucking everywhere.

pizza place that one

shit, remember when we went to the grocery store to pick

the bananas like a fucking stalker,” Sadie says savagely, clutching the

we went to Walgreens across town,’ I say, my voice soft, my mind replaying

we were in line

How startled I'd been.

her being there? At the time, it made

wrote it off

night, sick with worry I could be

But I wasn't.

up wasn't

been tracking and

voice is so

"I hate her."

fuckin’ crazy.” Ryan

her house right now

it for all the shit

of the Jeep, ready to hop in, but she

throw this

up the

Easton holds out

"Give it to me."

keep it? Don't let her track you. It's messed

he doesn't respond. His body is tense, his gaze distant, and

Upset.

Maybe even a little...

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

Gross.

he feels violated

tracking him? Sadie hands the disc over to Easton and he curls his fingers around it,

bitch is going down,” he

pumping her fist in the air. Ryan grabs

babe. We have to approach this

I frown.

do you mean,

can't be too obvious,’ Easton says, his

"No ass kicking allowed."

"God, you're no fun."

her chest, her

the road,’ Easton says,

should head home before

us climinto the Jeep, Easton dropping the tracker into one of the cup holders in the

of us lost in our own thoughts, mine filled with stupid Aisha and what she's done to us since Easton and I

The things she said.

way

and again and

my shoulder, I see Sadie is leaning her head

at his phone, his Air Pods

don't have

“Easton,” I murmur.

over at

"What's up, baby?"

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