You’re Mine

Chapter 180

Easton.

“Harper ...” I whisper as I walk over to her as she enters my living room.

I can't fucking get over how she looks in her prom dress.

I cant stop gawking at her.

I can't stop touching her.

I can't stop thinking about what the fuck I'm going to do to her the second we're alone.

My hands go to her waist as I take her in again.

“My God, you're so fucking gorgeous.” “You like?” She smiles and it's like she's glowing.

Her hair is curled in long waves, her makeup is done perfectly, her lips glossy in the same color as the dress.

Every curve of her body looks fucking beautiful.

“I don't like it.

I love it."

My stare moves down her body and back up, my girlfriend the most stunning girl I've ever seen in my life.

"And I admit, this is one hell of a surprise.” She wouldn't let me see the dress even though she bought it a few weeks ago, she wouldnt even tell me what color it is, so I did white roses for her corsage and

she'd done the same for my boutonniere.

But it was worth the wait to see her like this.

I wrap the corsage around her wrist and she says, “It's exquisite, thank you.” “It doesn't even compare to you.” I groan.

"Nothing compares to you, stunning girl.” She blushes.

"I wasn't sure about the red,” she says, twirling so I can view every angle.

The dips of her shoulders, her heart-shaped ass, the curves of her waist.

"But I couldn't be happier with it” She puts her hands on the lapels of my black suit, pinning the boutonniere to it.

“I cant get over how scrumptious you look in this suit.” She closes her eyes.

"And how goad you smell.” Those thick, glossy lips pull into a grin.

"God, do I wish you could take me upstairs right now.” "I would fucking kill to do that,” I growl.

"But your dad is giving me that look.” I glance up, making eye contact with him as he stands with my parents, talking.

“You know, the one that tells me he knows what we're going to do tonight since it's already been done under their Christmas tree.” “We'll save the fun for the limo,’ she says, and she brings me over to Ryan and Sadie, so we can start with the pictures.

My parents had offered our house for the pre—prom festivities and a bunch of our class is here.

Blake brought his freshman date.

Aisha and Julia are even here, even though no one invited them.

I'm not surprised they came, we all know Aisha has balls bigger than half the senior class.

“I need pictures of just you four,” Harper's mom says, standing in our living room with a camera in her hands.

We move into the position she wants us in.

“Now closer,’ she adds.

I put my arm around Harper's waist and crowd in next to Sadie who's practically on top of Ryan.

"Say cheese, her mom shouts.

I'm giving her my best smile and the flashes are going off.

Not just from her, but my parents are taking plenty of shots too.

“Now just Harper and Easton.

Sadie and Ryan will be next.” Harper and I are now under the spotlight, standing in front of our large fireplace.

Harper's mom gives us more directions on how to stand and turn, the last pose she wants us facing each other.

I look in her eyes and all I want to do is grab her face and pull her against me and kiss the shit out of her.

But I can't.

Not with her parents watching.

So, I look at her instead, feeling my lips pull into a smile and say so softly, “I fucking love you so much.” “And I love you, Easton.” “You know I'm the luckiest dude, right? There isn't a single motherfucker in my house right now who's luckier than me.” She's grinning so large.

“This is just the beginning for us.” She pulls at the sides of my suit jacket.

"Now, it's onto college.” I shake my head, thinking of the fall and the fun we're gaing to have together at UCLA.

“I can't fucking wait.” She laughs.

“That makes two of us.” “need you both smiling,” Harper's mom says.

I pull Harper in a little closer and smile at my girl. It isn't hard.

She's all I think about.

The one thing in my life that makes me the happiest.

And when it's Ryan and Sadie’s turn, I look at my best friend under the spotlight and laugh like hell at how he's posing with her.

Once the photoshoot is done, we all go outside and join the rest of the class who have come. Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Blake comes over to us with his freshman, his arm around her shoulders, some swagger in his step that tells me he's had a few cocktails, “Looking good boys,’ he says to me and Ryan.

He nods at Sadie, knowing better than to speak a word to her after what went down in my garage.

“Harper, damn it, girl, red is your color.” “Watch it,” I warn.

Blake puts his hands in the air.

“It's all good man, just speaking the truth.” “Everyone get together, we're going to do one massive pick of all of you,’ one of the parents says.

We all move in close together, Harper at my side, Ryan and Sadie next to us, Blake and the freshman beside them.

I can see Aisha and Julia at the end, Aisha looking miserable as always, probably pissed as hell because Blake is here with another chick.

Or maybe she's pissed I'm so in love with Harper.

Either way, I stopped giving a fuck a long time ago.

“All right, everyone, look at me,” the one parent says, holding her camera in the air.

"On the count of three, I want everyone to say, ‘Seniors!"

She holds up her fingers, showing the countdown and by the time she reaches three, we all scream, "Seniors!"

I wait for the parents to take several shots, and then I look at Harper.

“Are you ready to have the best night of your life?” She smiles at me, making my dick hard as well.

"I can't wait.”