You’re Mine by Penny Brooks
Chapter 74

Chapter 74

Easton

I'm going to kill someone today.

I'm sure of it.

Anger is boiling inside my chest. Nothing Harper says or does can calmme down. I don't give a fuck if she ran into Blake in the hallway, if it wasby accident, if she didn’t want to talk to him-I don't want her aroundhim.

Period.

I don't want her to even acknowledge that motherfucker exists.Knowing my temper, I avoid him all day, so I don't try to fight him inthe hallway, but on my way to one of my last classes, I see him. He'ssitting on one of the tables in the cafeteria, talking to a girl I used tofuck. The look he’s giving her is the same one he gave to Harper earlier.A look that's never going to come across his face again.

I'm going to make sure of that.

I rush through the entrance and the second I reach him, I grab him bythe fucking collar and haul him up off the table. “You want to talk toHarper?” I blast at him. “You talk to me first.”

He laughs like an egotistical cocksucker. “What, are you feelingthreatened, Easton? Worried she might like my cock more than yours?”He smiles. “I'd be worried, too.”

“Easton!” Harper shouts from the doorway, rushing through thecafeteria, her hands now on my waist, trying to get me to release Blake.“Don't do this,” she pleads. “Please don't do this.”

His smile grows as he says, “Gonna listen to your girl?”

“I can't wait to hear this,” Aisha says, who's now joined us, standingbehind Blake. "This

is going to get good.”

A fire is licking through my veins as I continue to hold him by thethroat, my anger causing me to see red.

“I've fucking had it with you,” I tell him. “With your bullshit, your lies,the way you won't back off my girl. She's mine, Blake.” My teeth clench,growling, “Mine.”

“Easton, come on,” Harper cries from behind me, trying to unclench thefingers of my free hand from the ball that they're in.

“Man, you talk a lot of shit,” Blake goads, his lips wide, almost comicallike The Joker. “But that's all you are-full of shit. You've got nothing toback yourself up. No balls. Just

I'm fucking done.

I shake Harper away and rear my arm back, my fist aiming for his nose. Ipunch him with all the strength I have and the second my skin connectswith his, a sharp pain explodes through my knuckles.

Harper's scream fills my ears.

Aisha’s gasp echoes through the room.

And the blood that gushes from Blake's nose only adds to the red I'malready seeing.

“Fuck me!” Blake shouts, covering his face, the blood dripping throughhis fingers.

I feel no relief at all, the hate is still running through me.

My arm moves back again and Harper shouts, “No! Easton, that'senough!”

But it's not enough

Because even though he’s covering most of his face, I can still see thatfucking smile.

“You want more of me, you motherfucker?” I spit. “Move your fuckinghand so I can knock your ass out.”

“Easton,” Harper cries, “you're going to get in trouble-"

“You're right about that,” Leigh says from behind me, the feel of theadministrator's hand

clamping down on my shoulder immediately stops me from punchingBlake again. “You're coming with me,” she orders, and then drags meseveral steps back before she says to Blake, “Go to the nurse right nowand get that nose checked out.”

Fighting her is a battle I won't win, so when her hand stays on myshoulder, leading me out of the cafeteria and into her office, I saynothing.

Only when she sits me in a chair in front of her desk do I start, “Leigh,”She holds up her hand. “Take a breath, Easton.”

A breath?

Fuck that, I'm fuming.

There are parts of Blake's face that still need to be pummeled with myfist.

I rake both sides of my hair, my hands twitching in anger. “You need tolisten to me..."

“I need to listen to you?” She takes a seat on the edge of her desk, theside that's closest to me. “You know that isn't the way this works. I'mthe one in control here.” As she swings her legs in the air, her skirt rideshigher on her thighs. “And this little stunt just landed you in a heap oftrouble.” She pauses. “You know I can protect you but fighting in schoolcrosses a boundary.”

Trub across my knuckles. “He deserved it.”

She sighs. “What am I going to do with you, Easton?” She begins toplay with the top button of her shirt. “You probably broke his nose.There are witnesses ...” The top button pops open, and her legs widen,stretching the limits of her skirt. “This is grounds for a weeksuspension.”

I tug my hair at the roots. “A week?”

Fuck.

The school will notify my parents and my father will kick my ass for this.He's all about me having a perfect record so I can get into the bestcollege and then go to law school.

“You've got to work your magic,” I tell her. “I cant get suspended. Howabout I serve a shitload of detention instead?”

“Do you think that's a sufficient punishment?” She unbuttons anotherbutton, followed by a third, her legs spread so wide now, I can see herred, lace panties.

That's where she’s going with this?

Oh shit

“I think detention is plenty,” I tell her, “especially if you stick me withthat snore-fest, Mr. Jones.”

The last button unhooks, and she slides her shirt open, revealing amatching bra. She leans forward, her tits spilling out of the cups thatare trying to hold them in. “Here are your options-you can come to myhouse tonight and serve me or you can serve your five-day suspensionat home. Your choice.”

An ultimatum.

One that involves her pussy.

Anger bubbles through me, but a much different kind this time.

“What about your husband?” I ask.

"He's out of town for the week.”

“Leigh ..." When I shake my head, my stare falls to her tits. I rememberthem fondly and the way she rode my cock until she was fuckingscreaming. “ -.-" I cut off, not sure how to respond.

Her stare drops to my dick and she slowly licks across her lips.“Remember that phone call from Harper's mom the other day thatdismissed her from school?” She pauses, allowing my memory to catchup. “I can easily lose that paperwork. I wonder if Harper's parents willlet her date you when they replace out you're a bad influence on theirdaughter.”

I can go to Leigh's place tonight and cheat on my girl.

Or I can earn myself a week suspension and get Harper in just as muchtrouble, jeopardizing our relationship when her parents replace out I wasthe reason she’s suspended.

Leigh's balls are as big as Blake's.

“What's your answer, Easton?”