You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 184

Easton

The drive to the hotel is half lusting over Harper and half alcohol buzzing through my veins.

Sadie and Ryan haven't come up for air in the last few minutes as they make out across from us like we won't have to go to therapy after listening to the wetness of their mouths sliding against one another along with the moans and what I’m sure is a giant boner Ryan's sporting since sitting down and pulling her onto his lap.

“So this is fun."

Harper jokes and then shudders as Ryan moans again.

“So fucking fun.” I laugh and then pull her against me, kissing the top of her head.

God knows I want my girl, I always do, but I don't need to be all over her right now.

l adjust her crown on her head with pride before kissing her cheek again.

“You ready to party?” She looks up at me.

“I think we'll at least out last those two.” Ryan moans.

*Son of a bitch, bro!” I throw my flask at his feet.

"Knock it off, we get it.

You're horny and super drunk, wait until you at least don't have an audience.” “Don't mind one,” he says between kisses.

“Sadiieeeeeee.” Harper draws out her name.

“Fine, fine.” Sadie gives Ryan a bit of a shove.

“Stop clutching your pearls.” “More like puking them up,” I mutter under my breath, earning a laugh from Harper.

Ryan sits back and wipes his mouth with his sleeve like he’s been deep diving for clams or something, and Sadie stares across at us.

“Is my lipstick messed up?"

I frown and lean in toward Harper.

“She's joking, right?” “Maybe it's a trick question?” She bounces back.

“Or we win a prize if we answer correctly?” "She does realize she’s spent the last five minutes getting mauled by my twin...

out loud, saying it makes it real.”

turn my voice up a

fucked because of that fucker who

questions?” She turns to Ryan, who flips me off across

pipes up, “But

painted against your chin and right cheek.”

crime

Ryan and grabs her purse while Harper and I snicker and lean in

stare at the stars in her eyes and pray to God it’s because we're together, despite the fucking spray paint

come with both a

that whole trip down memory lane because, quite honestly, it makes me fucking panic over all of the shit

that we went through...

had to travel down to get to this

it again? Yeah, and that's

have said I wanted an easy senior year, no drama, a lot of sex, hanging out

have my queen by my

the crown she deserves after going to hell and back, and honestly, I'd travel that road a billion times as long it means I get to

SIMP.

My brain screams.

screams right back as it

Sue me.

drink as the limo takes

respectful, knowing full well he knew what was about to go down tonight, when he pulled me aside and started getting that awkward ‘do we need alcohol for this conversation” look

so...prom.” He rocks

back on

shove my hands into

He does the same.

for my dead body—okay, not really, but I half expect him to pull a gun and say pistols at dawn, all right? He

they had prom back then.” I laugh at my own

He doesn't.

So far, I'm losing.

of partying,” he

her safe. I love your daughter and—” “—get

can tell you I don't

have are a very particular set of skills, skills I have acquired over a

you quoting Taken?” “Seemed appropriate.” I hold out my

He

though.” “Fantastic movie.” He hangs his head and swallows like it almost hurts to