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.

to

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

ready to leave but I grab hold of his arm yet

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

my best friends for a

a

have changed and we've grown

be the same

make a move

you?" Blake's gaze turns

should hang

I remind him, wrinkling my nose when he sways

dude smells like a

we won't be so

plan

still be a couple of hours away

close enough.” Out of nowhere Blake grabs hold of me, pulling me

to miss you so much,

one of my best

feel bad for everything

have you done?" I ask,

lucky man, having Harper in your

want you to

"I don't hate you"

myself from his smothering embrace, brushing my hair back

trying to

love you,

will kick your ass if you lay your hands on

“I'm so sorry, bro.

Seriously.

Blake holds his hands up

I'll leave

She's yours.

She belongs to you"

right,” I say,

don't hate me, okay? Please?"

Fuck.

can I hate this guy? "We'll talk

Blake nods, sniffing loudly.

“It's cool"

us, stopping by

all right?" "We're

sorry if I've been a prick

walk in

up,’ I say before turning my