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

I'm sorry. I

but I grab hold

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

best friends for a

a friend,

and we've grown

be the same between any

trying to make a move on

Blake's gaze turns

should hang out

be leaving for college soon.’ "So will I” I remind him,

smells like

be so far from each

plan on

a couple of

of nowhere Blake grabs hold of me, pulling me in for a

miss

of

feel bad for

ask, my voice muffled by his

lucky man, having Harper in your

you to

"I don't hate you"

from his smothering embrace, brushing my hair back into

trying

love you, you're

kick your ass if

“I'm so sorry, bro.

Seriously.

holds his hands up

leave her alone

She's yours.

She belongs to you"

I say, my voice

okay? Please?" He's

Fuck.

"We'll talk about this later, okay?"

Blake nods, sniffing loudly.

“It's cool"

approaches us, stopping

guys all right?" "We're great,

a prick to you,”

walk in a straight line,

is so fucked up,’ I say before turning my attention onto