You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 174

Easton

It's the weekend and my parents are out of town so that calls fora celebration.

What exactly we're celebrating, I'm not sure.

But do we need to have a reason to party? I dont think so.

I'm dragging a cooler out on the back patio when my first guests show up, all three of them strolling into my back yard.

Harper, Sadie and Ryan.

“Hope you have lots of booze tonight!" Sadie does a little shimmy, hip checking my girlfriend and nearly sending her toppling over.

"Plenty for you Sadie,’ I tell her, extending my arm toward Harper and pulling her to me, delivering a quick kiss to her lips.

"Hey beautiful"

She smiles, her hand resting on my chest.

"I will never get tired of hearing you say that"

“Gag.” This comes from Ryan, who's watching us with a scowl on his face.

"You two disgust me"

"Stop being such a grouch"

Sadie lightly slaps Ryan's arm.

"You should be happy right now"

"Is there a specific reason why he should be happy?" Harper asks, her gaze questioning.

"We discussed it a couple of nights ago and...Ryan and I are going to college together!" Sadie throws both arms up in the air, her expression triumphant.

“Oh my God!” Harper pulls away from me to wrap her best friend up ina hug.

"I'm so excited for you!” "I'm excited too.” Sadie hugs her back.

"And so is Ryan.

"Sure,

Hmm.

wonder if that's

arrive, all sorts of people start to show

playing music and it's

brought giant platters of food from

Sadie are hanging out, dancing to the music with giant smiles on their faces and

denim shorts and the tight shirt that shows off her

getting in her face and she keeps batting it away, laughing at whatever Sadie

catches me staring and flashes one of those shy smiles that make my dick

take a sip from my beer, my gaze

love my sister, don't you?" I glance over at Ryan who's standing directly

than anything else

a sip from

cant believe you gave up Stanford

like it was a hardship,”

Ryan rolls his eyes.

with you changing your plan?"

was always

never asked me once what

I would follow

most of my life, I figured I'd do the same,’ I

closer to me, his

started the end of

couldnt imagine spending the next seven or eight years of my life going to college and

my father and eventually

sounded like a

father or cause

going on and on

usually do whatever the fuck I want, but for whatever reason, the idea of disappointing my

finally answer, my gaze still on her

helped make the

fight for what I

parents didn't give me too

Eventually"

tips his head back, draining the last

room to talk, considering you're going

only because she knew