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.

want to

I'm sorry. I should've never brought

but I grab hold of his arm yet again, stopping

had too,” I admit, wanting him to

my best friends

still consider him a friend, but

have changed and

same between any of us

trying to make

Blake's gaze turns

hang out

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

dude smells like a

be so far from each

should plan on hanging

be a couple of hours away from each

grabs hold of me, pulling me in for a

going to miss you so

were one of my best

feel bad for everything

ask,

lucky man, having Harper in

want you

"I don't hate you"

myself from his smothering embrace,

gotta stop trying to

love you,

if you lay your hands on her

“I'm so sorry, bro.

Seriously.

hands

swear I'll leave

She's yours.

She belongs to you"

damn right,” I say, my voice

hate me, okay? Please?"

Fuck.

can I hate this guy? "We'll

Blake nods, sniffing loudly.

“It's cool"

approaches us, stopping

guys all right?" "We're great,

sorry if I've been a prick to you,”

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

that guy is so fucked up,’ I