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 about

know. Yeah, you're right. I'm sorry. I should've never

to leave but I grab hold of his

had too,” I admit, wanting him to know that despite everything, I still care

best friends

him a friend, but

have changed and

be the same between

make a move on my

Blake's

should hang

I” I remind him, wrinkling my nose when he sways

dude smells like a

won't be so far from each other

should plan on hanging

a couple of hours away

of nowhere Blake grabs hold of

going to miss you so

of my

for everything

you done?" I ask, my voice muffled by

a lucky man, having Harper in your

want you to

"I don't hate you"

embrace, brushing my hair

trying to kiss

love you, you're

if you lay

“I'm so sorry, bro.

Seriously.

holds his hands up in front of

swear I'll leave

She's yours.

She belongs to you"

I say, my

Please?" He's

Fuck.

I hate this guy? "We'll talk about this later,

Blake nods, sniffing loudly.

“It's cool"

us, stopping

you guys all right?" "We're

sorry if I've been a prick to

quite able to walk in a straight line, stumbling as he heads toward the

up,’ I