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

right. I'm sorry. I should've

ready to leave but I grab hold

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

best friends

him a

and we've

be the same between any of

to make

Blake's gaze turns

should hang out

I remind him, wrinkling my nose when

like a

won't be so

plan on hanging

of hours

Blake grabs hold of

going to miss you

were one of

feel bad for everything

I ask, my voice muffled by his

man, having Harper in

don't want you

"I don't hate you"

his smothering embrace, brushing

gotta stop trying to

you, you're

I will kick your ass if you lay your hands on her

“I'm so sorry, bro.

Seriously.

holds his hands up

I'll leave her

She's yours.

She belongs to you"

damn right,” I say, my

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

Fuck.

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

Blake nods, sniffing loudly.

“It's cool"

stopping by my

you guys all

been a prick to

that, he walks away, not quite able to walk

guy is so fucked up,’ I say before turning