You’re Mine by Penny Brooks novel Chapter 160

Chapter 161 

Harper 

Sadie came over to our house late Sunday afternoon with her laptop, and we went right to work editing the video footage she and Ryan got yesterday at the restaurant.

As we keep pouring over it, trimming it down to the highlights, I realize what they filmed is so damning.

When it gets out that Aisha is WHGOSSIP and she's the one behind all the malicious stories that have spread over the years, she's going to be ruined.

Finished.

Over.

For good.

"I can't wait to see her face at school Monday.

When she realizes she's been exposed and there's nowhere for her to hide,” Sadie says as she stares at her laptop screen, her expression downright gleeful.

"It's going to be so good.” "How are you even going to spread this around to everyone?"

"I've got a plan."

She is being way too evasive.

"And what exactly is that plan?"

"I'd rather keep you on a need to know basis.

As in if you need to know, I'll tell you."

Sadie cackles.

"You're being ridiculous."

I roll my eyes.

Start giggling.

Immediately stop.

"I feel kind of bad."

"Girl, if you say you feel guilty about exposing Aisha and all of her bullshit, I'm kicking you out of the house.” Sadie is dead serious, I can tell.

"But are we being too mean?"

“Nothing is too mean for that snake.” A sigh leaves me and I lean back in my chair, already giving up on the editing process.

I grab my phone to check it and see I have a text from my boyfriend.

Easton: Come outside.

"I'll be right back,"

I tell Sadie, who's not even paying attention to me.

Her gaze is still glued to her laptop.

I walk out onto the front porch to find Easton waiting there, a faint smile on his face.

He sweeps me into his arms, holding me close, delivering a soft kiss to my lips.

"What are you doing here?” I ask, breathless.

His hand slides down to my ass, gripping it.

"Been missing my favorite mystery girl, so I thought I'd come see you."

"You just saw me yesterday."

"Yeah, like twenty four hours ago.” I roll my eyes.

"I FaceTimed you last night."

"Not good enough.

When we were talking last night, all I could think about was you being in bed with me."

He kisses me again, and I'm done for.

I love it when he says stuff like that and calls me his mystery girl.

Or when he holds me tight, like he never wants to let me go.

He watches me as if I'm the most beautiful thing he's ever seen and he makes me feel beautiful.

Wanted.

Loved.

We went from having an amazing, romantic Valentine's Day together straight into all of this Aisha drama.

I just want some time with my boyfriend.

Looks like he's feeling the same way.

"I've missed you too,"

I whisper against his lips.

His strong arms squeeze me tight, pulling me in closer and I fall into his intoxicating kiss.

His tongue searches my mouth, making me whimper and I break away from his seeking lips, glancing toward the front door of the house.

"My parents are in the kitchen,” I murmur.

"So?"