You’re Mine by Penny Brooks novel Chapter 84

Easton

"I kept your secret, you motherfucker,"

Ryan spits at me, stopping me when I'm halfway down the hallway, my eyes glued to Harper and the way Blake is fondling her.

I try to ignore Ryan and move out of the way, but he stops me again and says, “Nice try, asshole."

He's in my face, making it impossible to focus on anything but him.

"You have some explaining to do before I'm done with you."

“What do you want, Ryan, I need—"

"I didn't tell Harper that you fucked Mrs.

Scott.

I saved your ass, I don’t know why I even bothered, but now you owe me some fucking answers.

If you're still hooking up with her, then what the hell are you doing with my sister?” As students pass us, I can feel their eyes on me, judging me for WHGOSSIP's post and probably thinking Ryan is defending his sister's honor.

I guess I deserve that.

But at least Ryan is keeping his voice low, preventing anyone from hearing what he’s saying except for me.

"I promise I'll explain everything to you, but I need to talk to Harper first.” “Nah.” He shakes his head.

"You're not getting anywhere near her unless you answer me."

I grind my teeth together, knowing every second I'm standing here, Blake's hands are touching more of Harper.

"I didn't fuck her, I swear on my life.

Now, I'm going to go talk to your sister and explain everything."

This time, he doesn't get in my way, and I rush down the rest of the hallway, glaring at Blake.

That vulture likes to prey on the weak and vulnerable—I'm sure that's how Harper is feeling at this moment.

When I got to school a few minutes ago and immediately started looking for her, I expected him to be with her, so this isn’t a surprise at all.

“Harper, can I talk to you?"

I'm standing only inches away from her, wanting so badly to reach for her.

She says nothing, she just stares at me with red, swollen eyes.

Eyes that tell me she's been crying, the thought breaking my goddamn heart.

AllI want to do is pick her up and wrap her in my arms and fill her with the truth.

"Easton, don't you think you've done enough damage?"

I had no intentions of saying anything to him, not wasting a fucking breath on that cocksucker, but I've had enough of his relentless attempts of making me look like a piece of shit in front of Harper.

"I'm only going to say this once,"

I tell him.

"If you get in between me and my girl again, I won't stop at one punch.

I'll break every bone in your fucking face."

His arm slips across Harper's shoulders.

"So, she's your girl now?"

My hands clench into fists, my patience running so thin.

"Blake, I'm warning you, leave now or I'm going to start swinging.” He glances at Harper.

“If you need me—for anything—you know where to find me.” Once he's gone, I say in a softer voice, "Please talk to me.” She takes several seconds to respond, "I don't know what to say, Easton.

What you did ..."

She pauses to take a deep breath, her eyes filling, “it hurts in ways you can't even imagine.

You cheated—"

"No.

I didn't.

That's not what happened at all."