You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 175

Chapter 175

Harper

We've only been partying for a couple of hours, but I am having the best night ever.

The booze is flowing, I can feel Easton watch me as I dance, his gaze eating me up.

He doesn't come over and talk to me or try to dance with me—that is definitely not his style—but I'm still having fun.

Teasing him.

Trying to turn him on.

From the dark look on his face I've been seeing all night, I'm pretty sure it's working.

“Your man can't stop staring at you,” Sadie yells, that ever present tequila bottle clutched in her hand.

"Your man is staring at you too"

My brother is standing right next to Easton, the both of them watching us.

The music switches to a slow song and Sadie grabs hold of me like we're going to slow dance.

"What are you doing?" “Loving on my bestie.” She gives me a tight squeeze.

"Thank you for always being there for me"

"Oh my God, Sadie.” I hug her close.

"You've been there for me so much this year.

I don't know how I would've survived without you"

"Same girl, same"

Sadie pulls away, her hands on my shoulders as she contemplates me.

"I can't believe Ryan and I are going to the same college"

“Are you happy?" "So happy"

She lets go of me to take a long swallow of tequila, grimacing as she wipes the back of her hand across her mouth.

"That shit is nasty"

drinking it?"

She shrugs.

as she sways a little to

want to know what I've got

don't.” I shake my

to find more

upside down, only a couple of drops leaking from it onto the

this

"Sadie.."

I gape at her.

She's going

"I'll be right back.

you want to come with?" Sadie

"I'll stay right here.

you," I tell her, my gaze going to Easton to find him deep in conversation with

“Okay! Be right back"

around the pool

and drags him into the house in search of more tequila, I'll make my move

she's the hottest thing alive for only so long before she finally gives in and jumps

what I plan on doing as soon as Sadie and Ryan

to hang out

rather be alone with

“Hey, Harp"

to find Blake standing before me, a

ruddy and his hair is

back and forth, as if he's completely unstable and from the glazed look I see in his eyes, I'm guessing

"Hey Blake.

are you?"

"Fucked up"

early,’ I point out with a faint

and I catch a whiff of alcohol

Easton, huh?" I

so wobbly on his feet I'm afraid he might

"Definitely.

always been my dream

dream girl, so it works out perfect.” His smile fades, his expression

of a

"Blake"

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