You’re Mine by Penny Brooks novel Chapter 32

Chapter 32

Harper

Sadie!

My heart pounds through my chest as I stare at my best friend, her mouth hanging open, her eyes so wide they look like they’re about to pop. The books that she was holding are now on the floor, her expression telling me she dropped them out of shock

I feel the same.

Air is no longer moving through my lungs. My hands shake as they cling behind Easton’s back, my arms around him, our bodies pressing together.

There’s no question in my mind, Sadie saw everything-the way Easton was ravishing my lips, the placement of his hands, the hunger that’s currently dissolving from my eyes

“I – “I start, looking at Easton, my head jumbled with thoughts, none of them clear enough aside from how fucked this situation is.

With his gaze on mine, he takes a step back, his lips still wet from our kiss. “We’ll

talk later, Harper.”

He walks down the rest of the history aisle, disappearing around the corner, leaving me with my best friend who I know is full of questions.

She picks up her books and hugs them to her chest. “I ran into Blake in the hallway and asked him if he’d seen you, he said I’d find you in here. I couldn’t remember when our Chem homework is due, and I knew you’d know. Girl, never did I expect to find you lip-locked with Easton.” Her smile grows. “But hell fucking yes is all I can say.”

I close the distance between us and loop my arm through hers. I lead her into a

more private corner of the library, where Easton and I should have been in the first place rather than the middle of a popular aisle.

The truth is, we shouldn’t have been making out at all.

Even if I’ve been enjoying it, I’ve officially lost my damn mind.

The second we land against the wall, Sadie says, “Spill it, girl. I want every detail, leave nothing out.”

“You have to promise you won’t say a word of this to Ryan.”

Her brows furrow. “Hello, girl code. Duh.”

I sigh. “But you’re in love with my brother, so girl code is a little iffy in this situation.”

She sticks her books in her bag, freeing her hands, which rest against my shoulders. “I promise-on my life-you have my word.” Her fingers squeeze. “Harp, you’re my best friend, you know I always have your back and I’d never play you wrong.”

I feel guilty for even mentioning it, but I simply can’t take the risk of Ryan finding out. He’ll kill us and my random pop ins, like when Ryan walked into Easton’s house and found me in the kitchen, won’t seem so random to my brother.

“We’ve been hooking up-ish.”

She giggles. “It looked a lot more than ish to me.”

Why am I having such a hard time telling Sadie about Easton?

Is it because he’s the first guy I’ve ever done anything with? The first time I’ve ever had to have a conversation like this?

Or because the feelings I have for Easton are more serious than I thought?

I don’t know

But I do know this conversation feels as intimate as the places he’s touched on my body.

more private corner of the library, where Easton and I should have been in the first place rather than the middle of a popular aisle.

The truth is, we shouldn’t have been making out at all.

Even if I’ve been enjoying it, I’ve officially lost my damn mind.

The second we land against the wall, Sadie says, “Spill it, girl. I want every detail, leave nothing out.”

“You have to promise you won’t say a word of this to Ryan.”

Her brows furrow. “Hello, girl code. Duh.”

I sigh. “But you’re in love with my brother, so girl code is a little iffy in this situation.”

She sticks her books in her bag, freeing her hands, which rest against my shoulders. “I promise-on my life-you have my word.” Her fingers squeeze. “Harp, you’re my best friend, you know I always have your back and I’d never play you wrong.”

I feel guilty for even mentioning it, but I simply can’t take the risk of Ryan finding out. He’ll kill us and my random pop ins, like when Ryan walked into Easton’s house and found me in the kitchen, won’t seem so random to my brother.

“We‘ve been hooking up-ish.”

She giggles. “It looked a lot more than ish to me.”

Why am I having such a hard time telling Sadie about Easton?

Is it because he’s the first guy I’ve ever done anything with? The first time I’ve ever had to have a conversation like this?

Or because the feelings I have for Easton are more serious than I thought?

I don’t know.

But I do know this conversation feels as intimate as the places he’s touched on my body

more private corner of the library, where Easton and I should have been in the first

place rather than the middle of a popular aisle.

The truth is, we shouldn’t have been making out at all.

Even if I’ve been enjoying it, I’ve officially lost my damn mind.

The second we land against the wall, Sadie says, “Spillit, girl. I want every detail, leave nothing out.”

“You have to promise you won’t say a word of this to Ryan.”

Her brows furrow. “Hello, girl code. Duh.”

“We‘ve been hooking up-ish.”

She giggles. “It looked a lot more than ish to me.”

“A few? And you haven’t told me about any of them?” She gently pushes my shoulder. “You dirty girl, how have you been keeping this from me?”

“I’m just saying he has the power to.” i take a breath, knowing he’s already hurt me, but if I tell Sadie that, she’ll kill him, and then she’ll most definitely tell Ryan. “We both know Easton doesn’t do relationships. Besides, he’s Ryan’s best friend. Can’t you see where this is going? And how it’s going to end?”