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...

saying it makes it real.” “Was fucking real a

I turn my voice up

makeup is fucked because of that fucker

turns to Ryan, who flips me off

you're beautiful, always beautiful.” “Right,” Harper pipes up, “But you've got like...red...” She points

against your chin and right cheek.” I nod

less crime scene

Ryan and grabs her purse while Harper and

can’t help but stare at the stars in her eyes and pray to God it’s because we're together, despite

High school should come with both a waming and a passport just to get

not to do that whole trip down memory lane because, quite honestly,

that we went through...

shit road we had to travel down to get

again? Yeah, and that's

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

my queen

hell and back, and honestly, I'd travel

SIMP.

My brain screams.

back as it flips my brain

Sue me.

the limo takes us to

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

He rocks

on mine, mimicking

my hands into my

He does the same.

my dead body—okay, not really, but I half expect him to pull a gun

back then.” I

He doesn't.

So far, I'm losing.

partying,” he

love your daughter and—” “—get her fucking pregnant,

can tell you

what I do have are a very particular set of skills, skills I have acquired over a very long career, skills that make me a

I hold out my hand to

He shakes

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