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 want

She shrugs.

as she sways a

what I've got planned for your

really don't.” I

need to find more

down, only a couple of drops leaking from it onto

polished this one

"Sadie.."

I gape at her.

She's going

"I'll be right back.

to come with?"

"I'll stay right here.

tell her, my gaze going to Easton to find him

“Okay! Be right back"

off, heading around the pool

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

her boyfriend staring at her as if she's the hottest thing alive for only so long before she finally gives in and

on doing as soon as Sadie and Ryan are

out outside all night

rather be alone

“Hey, Harp"

find Blake standing before me,

and his hair is trying to escape

the glazed look I see in his eyes, I'm guessing someone is

"Hey Blake.

you?" His

"Fucked up"

still early,’ I point out with

closer, and I catch a

Easton, huh?"

afraid he might collapse on top of

"Definitely.

has always been

works out perfect.” His smile fades, his expression

of a

"Blake"

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