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 talk

right. I'm sorry. I

grab hold of his arm yet again,

admit, wanting him to know that despite everything, I still

my best friends for a long

still consider him a friend, but he's

changed and we've

be the same between any of us

he's trying to make a move on my

Blake's

should hang

I remind him, wrinkling

like a

be so far from each

should plan on hanging

a couple of

of nowhere Blake grabs hold of me, pulling me

to miss you so much,

were one of my best

feel bad for

I ask, my voice

lucky man, having Harper in your

you

"I don't hate you"

disentangle myself from his smothering embrace, brushing my hair back into

gotta stop trying to

you, you're my

your ass if

“I'm so sorry, bro.

Seriously.

me.” Blake holds his hands up in

I'll leave her alone

She's yours.

She belongs to you"

right,” I say,

me, okay? Please?"

Fuck.

guy? "We'll talk about this later,

Blake nods, sniffing loudly.

“It's cool"

us, stopping by my

you guys all right?" "We're

been a

able to walk in a straight line, stumbling as he heads toward

I