You’re Mine by Penny Brooks novel Chapter 61

Chapter 61

Harper

Shit, shit, shit!

I fall over, trying to put on my shorts. Easton’s moving around the room like the Flash, he looks at the hamper, then me, then back at the hamper like he’s afraid Ryan’s going to see.

I quickly hide the hamper in my closet and shut the door.

Easton approaches, smoothing down my hair with his hands while I adjust his shirt and try to press out the wrinkles.

We’re a hot mess.

And it smells like sex in my room even though we were just messing around. It wouldn’t matter anyway.

The door’s locked, and Ryan’s still pissed, so things aren’t looking good.

I’m freaking the hell out when Easton opens the door. Ryan’s staring straight ahead like he can’t stand to make actual eye contact.

“Outside.” He glares. “Now.”

“Ryan…” I move toward him.

He holds up his hand for me to stop. “This is between Easton and me.”

“But-”

“Let’s go.” Ryan grabs Easton and shoves him down the hall. Easton clearly lets him, probably because he feels guilty.

I run out the door to see where Ryan’s taking him.

An early grave?  

The bathroom to drown him?

My heart is beating so fast I feel sick, and I’m irritated. I didn’t have at least a few minutes to process what Easton and I just did.

Oh God, I was literally on his mouth minutes ago.

The same mouth Ryan’s staring at.

This is bad, so bad.

Ryan walks by my dad, who’s cluelessly sitting in his chair, sipping a cup of coffee as if Ryan killing his friends is normal. He doesn’t even look up!

They go into the backyard.

I nearly fall in an attempt to run back up the stairs. The guest room has an outside deck that overlooks the entire backyard. I rush into the room and unlock the door, then tiptoe across the deck and crouch down.

Easton is standing still.

Ryan’s pacing in front of him.

“Hit me,” Easton says in a flat voice. “I know you want to, and you know you’ll feel better about it.”

“My sister,” Ryan growls. “I held it in because my parents were watching, and I didn’t want to be in deep shit. That’s the only reason I helped save your ass.”

I wince.

“Then hit me,” Easton says again. “As many times as you want.”

“So, you want to go to school with a broken nose?” Ryan stops pacing and crosses his

arms.

“If that’s what it takes,” Easton says. “Look, I know I broke your trust, but if you knew the whole story.”

“Oh great, there’s a fucking story now?” Ryan tugs at his short hair and does a small circle, then faces Easton. “Okay, try me

Easton licks his lips- I wonder if he tastes me there still.

My cheeks heat as he does it again.

“She’s my mystery girl.”

“The hell?” Ryan frowns. “What are you talking about?”