You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 194

Chapter 194

Easton

“Another beer?"

Blake says, walking into his room with the third six— pack of the afternoon.

He told us he needed help packing up to go to college, that he had a shit—ton of stuff, but I never expected this.

It's like he's moving his whole house.

"Fuck yes,’ I answer, holding out my hand.

“Without question,” Ryan says.

“Why in the hell didn't you hire a moving company?"

I ask, glancing around the room, seeing all the boxes we've done so far, knowing we have way more to go.

Blake sets the rest of the beers on his desk and starts putting another box together.

"Because I have two best friends who are more than capable of doing it.” He laughs and I want to knock his ass out.

We've been here for hours and we'll still be here for a few more.

“After this, I'm not sure you'll be able to call us friends anymore,’ Ryan says, wiping the sweat off his brow.

"This is hard ass work.” "Tell me about it” I add, lifting a box of books out of his room to bring it into the hallway, swearing it weighs at least a hundred pounds.

I stand in the doorway, taking an inventory of what's left.

“Why do you need all this shit anyway?"

"Because I need it,” Blake answers.

“Your bitching isn't going to speed this process up.” He walks over to the desk and hands me another beer.

that and stop crying.” I twist

of pictures from prom that were taken in the photobooth that was rented for the night and he points it

you and the freshman?” He finishes with

started between

“Then why didn't you

pausing the packing to

group since all everyone would do is fight all night.” “Finally, a right decision.” He flips

for you guys.” “And I

would have lost her

was hard enough getting her to recover from the shit that was written on

her straight over the fucking edge.” "Don't get me started on the whore incident, it makes my fucking blood

“Well, did she?"

Ryan follows up.

before,” I add. Blake goes back to his closet, taking another armful of clothes to hang those in the new

did that night. She's the clingy type and I'm leaving for school. I didn't want to get all involved, and

for taking his daughter's

“That too,’ Blake agrees.

take out my phone, seeing a text from

you food? I glance up and say,

a Big Mac and a large

"You want both?"

my fifth beer and doing manual labor. Don't fight with me. Yes, I want both.” I continue to chuckle and look at

pizzas and your brother

Me:

Silly, you

hurry over here, so I don't have to wait any longer to

Harper: See ya soon.

wrapped up,’ I tell them and

taking any of his furniture, he instructed us

my bed, shit I don't want out in the open, I figure Blake does too, and he'll need that stuff packed up as

peek undemeath, checking out the whole space between his mattress and

only one

A box.

size that would

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