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 talk

right. I'm sorry. I

to leave but I grab hold of his arm yet

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

my best

still consider him a friend, but he's

have changed and we've grown

same between

when he's trying to make a move on my

Blake's gaze

should hang

I remind him, wrinkling

like a

so far

plan on

be a couple of hours

nowhere Blake grabs hold of

going to miss you so

of

bad for

done?" I ask, my voice muffled by his

a lucky man, having Harper in

you to

"I don't hate you"

embrace,

gotta stop trying to

you, you're

ass if you lay your

“I'm so sorry, bro.

Seriously.

his hands up in front

I'll leave

She's yours.

She belongs to you"

right,” I say, my voice

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

Fuck.

"We'll talk

Blake nods, sniffing loudly.

“It's cool"

stopping by

you guys all right?" "We're

if I've been a prick to you,” Blake

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

I say before turning my attention onto