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

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

to leave but I grab hold of his

miss the good times we had too,” I admit, wanting him

one of my best friends for a

consider him a friend, but

changed and we've grown

will never be the same between any of us

make a move on

you?" Blake's gaze turns

hang out

will I” I remind him, wrinkling

dude smells like

we won't be so

should plan

be a couple of

nowhere Blake grabs hold

going to miss you so

one of my

feel bad for everything I've

done?" I ask, my voice

a lucky man, having Harper in your

you

"I don't hate you"

myself from his smothering embrace, brushing my hair

stop trying to kiss

you,

your ass if

“I'm so sorry, bro.

Seriously.

holds his hands up in front

swear I'll leave her

She's yours.

She belongs to you"

right,” I say, my voice

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

Fuck.

can I hate this guy? "We'll talk about this

Blake nods, sniffing loudly.

“It's cool"

stopping by my

all right?" "We're great,

a

walks away, not quite able to walk in a straight line,

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