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

I should've never brought this shit

but I grab hold of his arm

I admit, wanting him to know

of my best

a friend, but

changed and

will never be the same between any of us

he's trying to make a move on my damn

Blake's gaze

should hang out

will I” I remind him, wrinkling my nose

dude smells like a

won't be so far from each

plan on hanging

of hours away from

hold of me, pulling me in for

to miss you so much,

were one of my best

feel bad for

have you done?" I ask,

a lucky man, having Harper in your life,”

want you to

"I don't hate you"

his smothering embrace, brushing

gotta stop trying

love you,

if you lay

“I'm so sorry, bro.

Seriously.

hands up in

leave

She's yours.

She belongs to you"

I

Please?"

Fuck.

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

Blake nods, sniffing loudly.

“It's cool"

stopping by

guys all right?" "We're

a prick to you,”

walk in a straight line, stumbling as he heads toward

up,’ I say