You’re Mine by Penny Brooks novel Chapter 178

Chapter 178 

Easton 

"Is she all right?" I ask Harper as she walks downstairs from my room, where I know she just took Sadie.

"I think so"

She stops at the bottom step and rests her arms over my shoulders.

"She feels like hell and she can't stop crying about Ryan and how much he's going to hate her, but she'll sleep it off and be good to go in the morning"

She pulls me closer, giving me a quick kiss.

"Don't worry, I put your trash can next to the bed in case she needs to puke again"

I pull her in the rest of the way, breathing in her tropical scent.

“Harper, what the fuck was happening in that garage .."

"I don't know,’ she whispers.

"I really don't.

I was ...

shocked"

"Did she know what she was doing?" "No"

She leans back, giving me her eyes.

"Sadie would never jeopardize her relationship with Ryan.

She's obsessed with him"

She sucks her lip into her mouth, biting it.

"But what about Blake? Did he know? Was this all on purpose?" I take a minute to really think about her question.

"Can we trust that motherfucker? I don't know.” “Where is he?" “On the couch, drinking water,’ I tell her.

“And where's Ryan?" "I sent him outside to the patio.

He needs to cool off and get some air.” She links her fingers behind my neck.

"I'll go get Ryan, you go sit with Blake, and I'll bring Ryan to you guys.

Let's get this worked out before something—or someone—explodes.” "You mean you want to hash this out now? While they're both drunk?" She nods.

"If we wait until morning or even at school, it's going to brew, and that's a storm none of us need right now"

She has a point.

I give her a quick kiss.

"All right, I'm down.

See you in two minutes.” While Harper heads outside in search of her brother, I go into the family room, finding Blake where I'd dumped him on the couch.

He's lying down, a huge bottle of water propped up on his chest.

“You good, man?" I ask as I take a seat next to him.

He sits up a little.

"You know you have twelve pieces of art from here to the kitchen.

Twelve, Easton.

And two of them have red in them.

Is red angry? I think red is angry"

Fuck, he's drunk.

I don't know if that's a good thing.

"Harper is getting Ryan and we're going to talk this shit out.” He looks in both direction, like we're crossing the street.

"Talk? What are we talking about?" "We're talking about Sadie and why you kissed her.” He starts to laugh, his face even turning red.

"I kissed Sadie? Nah.

Not even possible"

"You don't remember?" He sits up even higher, putting his feet on the ground, which causes him to almost fall over.

"I remember some juicy ass lips.

Man, those were good lips.

I fucking love lips.” "You better not be talking about my fucking girlfriend,” Ryan says as he joins us.

Talk about the worst timing.

Fuck me.

"He’s hammered, Ryan.

I don't think he remembers a thing.” Ryan looks at me, and then at Blake.

"You don't remember kissing my girl?" “Kissing your girllll?" Blake slurs.

He laughs, his head falling back and for a second I think he might fall asleep.