You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 176 

Easton

 I'm heading towards Harper and Blake when I see him lean in, as if that motherfucker is going in for a kiss with my girlfriend.

What.

The.

Fuck.

I see red.

I break out into a full run, grabbing the back of Blake's shirt as soon as I get close, and yanking him away from Harper.

She's staring at me as if she's in shock, a horrified expression on her face.

“Easton,’ she breathes.

I point at her.

"Don't move"

I turn on Blake whose facing me with a furious expression on his face, his right hand in a fist as if he's going to throw it at me.

"What the fuck, man? Why are you making moves on my girl?" My voice is loud enough that it carries across the pool and beyond, and I realize quick we have an audience.

Fuck.

"I wasn't making moves on Harp.” Blake lurches to the left, nearly collapsing and I jump forward, grabbing hold of his arm to keep him from falling.

“I just—I'm in a mood"

“You're drunk.” "It's not just that.” He shakes his head, his gaze distressed.

"Don't you miss how things used to be?" The music starts back up, a popular rap song playing at top volume and I take a step forward so we can hear each other.

"Things change, bro. We grow up. And we can't stop it from happening either"

"I know"

Blake hangs his head, looking sad as hell.

"I just miss how we used to be.

When it was just me, you and Ryan and we'd hang out all the time.

Get into trouble.

Remember when you used to fuck around with Leigh?" I frown, hating that he brought that bitch up.

don't want to talk

I'm sorry. I should've never brought this shit

I grab hold of his arm yet again,

miss the good times we had too,” I admit, wanting him to know that despite everything, I still care

best friends for a long

still consider him a friend, but

and we've grown

the same between any of us

he's trying to make a move on my

you?" Blake's gaze

should hang

"So will I” I remind him, wrinkling my nose

smells like a liquor

won't be so far from each other

plan on hanging

a couple of hours away from

hold of me, pulling

to miss

of my

for everything I've

you done?" I ask, my

lucky man, having Harper in your life,” Blake

you to hate

"I don't hate you"

from his smothering embrace, brushing my hair

trying to kiss

love you, you're my

will kick your ass if you lay your hands on

“I'm so sorry, bro.

Seriously.

holds his hands up in front of

swear I'll leave her

She's yours.

She belongs to you"

damn right,” I

hate me, okay? Please?" He's pleading,

Fuck.

guy? "We'll talk

Blake nods, sniffing loudly.

“It's cool"

stopping by my

all

if I've been a prick to you,”

with that, he walks away, not quite able to walk in a straight line, stumbling as he heads toward

guy is so fucked up,’ I