Letting My Brother's Best Friend Take My V-Card

CHAPTER 7 JESS

School was torture. I would walk past Luke in the hallway, and he wouldn't even acknowledge me. He wouldn't look at me or give me any hint that he knew I existed. It's been a week and nothing.

Now it's Friday, and both Laura and Sam are back at my house. We're going to get Laura ready for her date with the artsy guy.

Ever since Sam lost her virginity, she's been filled with a new sense of confidence. It's great to see. She used to hide beneath oversized clothes because she felt her body wasn't good enough, but now she's starting to show it off. I wanted that for her. Laura was still struggling just as much as I, two wallflowers who hadn't gotten our awakening yet. But Laura was far ahead of me unless I just did what he asked.

If I just touched myself.

I internally rolled my eyes and groaned. It's not like he would know if I touched myself. I could lie...

No.

He would know.

We finished getting Laura ready for her date with the artsy guy, and I have to admit, she looked amazing. Sam had styled her

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white T-shirt hugged her torso, showcasing her toned arms and

lips to make her look radiant. When we stepped back to

at my house, allowing Laura to have some freedom and no curfew, seeing as my parents were never home. "Are

her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

stairs to find my brother and Luke in the kitchen with two girls from the cheerleading squad. I should know their names,

me, and I immediately felt annoyed. I looked down, mortified to be standing in front of him in my pajamas-an oversized T-shirt that stopped just past my knees,

up to see us and started giggling, the sound grating on my nerves. I rolled my eyes at them, feeling like I was stuck in some kind of awkward teenage

my kitchen.

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eyes jerked away from the blonde bimbo he was flirting with to look up at Laura. His mouth hung slack, and I felt a pang of amusement at his obvious

the kitchen and slugged him in the

staring at my friend,

around my brother was also staring, and I narrowed my

reached the bottom of the stairs, I could see the embarrassment on her face. "What's wrong? Why are they staring?" she

the group, trying to ignore the giggling of the cheerleaders. "Because you look hot, and they are jealous assholes," I

the kitchen. I spun around and glared at

comfortable."