You’re Mine by Penny Brooks novel Chapter 158

Chapter 158

 Easton

 "This place is so cool."

Harper glances around the restaurant, her eyes wide.

"I love all the dragons everywhere."

I took my girl to a Chinese restaurant that I used to always go to with my parents when I was a little kid.

Some obscure place that doesnt look like anything special from the outside, but once you enter, it's like walking into another world.

Giant mirrors hang on the black lacquer walls, reflecting the multiple red Chinese lanterns that hang from the ceilings.

There's a giant water feature when you first enter the restaurant, and you can hear the gentle tinkling of the water even from our table, which is on the other side of the building.

Even on a Saturday afternoon at three o'clock the place is packed.

Luckily we got right in before the current surge came.

"I think it's still Chinese New Year,’ I say as I glance around the room, looking for a familiar face to pop up.

So far, we're in the clear.

Harper catches me glancing around yet again and frowns.

"She's not going to show up."

"She still might.’ "Maybe she wouldn't be so obvious.” Harper looks out the nearby window.

"Maybe she's waiting for us in the parking lot."

Anger simmers in my blood, making my skin hot.

Since I found that fucking tracker yesterday I can't think about anything else.

Even though we shut Sadie down about confronting Aisha, I can't help but think we should've.

The bitch deserves it.

But Ryan was right.

Aisha would deny she had anything to do with that fucking tracker and that would've been it.

Case closed.

We have to catch her in the act.

It's the only way to prove she's behind it.

"I'm so full,” Harper practically groans, pushing her mostly empty plate away from her.

"It was good.” "Yeah it was."

I grab a piece of broken off wonton and pop it into my mouth.

"Should we take the leftovers home for later?"

"Easton.

Look."

She waves a hand at the near bare dishes on the table.

"We've pretty much eaten it all.

There's nothing left to take home."

"Yeah.

True.” With a sigh I lean back in my chair, casually looking around the restaurant yet again.

"Should we go?"

"Did you pay the check?"

"Not yet."

My gaze is sweeping the restaurant yet again and Harper actually growls.

"What?"

"Are you always going to keep that up now?"

"Keep what up? My dick?"

I grin at her and she rolls her eyes.

"It's always up for you, baby."

“Easton, please.

Not in the middle of the restaurant.” She's blushing, which is cute.

Considering all the filthy things we've done together, I love that I can still make her do that.

"I'm talking about you always on the search for Aisha.” "I'm not always looking for her—"

I go silent when I see the look on Harper's face.

She is clearly calling me out on my bullshit.

And she's right.

"I'm paranoid, okay?"

I grip the back of my head, tugging on the ends of my hair before I let go.