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

Ryan nods, already

He turns to Easton.

everywhere we're at,

Like, fucking everywhere.

place that one

to pick stuff up for Harp when she was sick, and Aisha

bananas like a fucking stalker,” Sadie says savagely,

Walgreens across town,’ I say, my voice soft, my mind replaying the memory

showed up right when we were in line to make our

How startled I'd been.

there?

off to complete

that night, sick

But I wasn't.

showing up wasn't a

tracking

My voice is so

"I hate her."

crazy.” Ryan

go to her house right

deserves it for all the shit

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

we throw this

up

holds

"Give it to me."

track you.

it a light shake, but he doesn't respond. His body is

Upset.

Maybe even a little...

hate to think of him with Aisha—gag—and I hate her with everything in my

Gross.

violated by her doing

him? Sadie hands the disc over

is going down,” he

the air. Ryan

have

I frown.

do 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

says, the tracker still

head home before

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

filled with stupid Aisha and

The things she said.

horrible way she's

and again and

my shoulder, I see Sadie is leaning her head on Ryan's shoulder,

staring at his phone,

we don't

“Easton,” I murmur.

glances over at

"What's up, baby?"

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