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"

you drinking it?" "I

She shrugs.

grin is huge as she sways a

dont want to know what I've got planned for your brother

don't.” I shake my

need to find

couple of

this one

"Sadie.."

I gape at her.

bottle? She's going to be hurting so

"I'll be right back.

want to come with?" Sadie sends mea questioning

"I'll stay right here.

to go with you," I tell her, my gaze going to Easton to find him

“Okay! Be right back"

off, heading around the pool for Ryan

into the house in search of more tequila, I'll make my

her boyfriend staring at her as if she's the hottest thing alive for only so

that's exactly what I plan on doing

want to hang out outside all

rather be

“Hey, Harp"

turn to find Blake standing before

hair is trying to escape his ever

forth, as if he's completely unstable and from the glazed look I

"Hey Blake.

are you?"

"Fucked up"

still early,’ I point out with a

I'm still fucked up.” He steps closer, and

UCLA with Easton, huh?" I nod, taking

feet I'm afraid he might collapse on top

"Definitely.

always been my dream

it works out perfect.” His smile fades, his

of a

"Blake"

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