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

CHAPTER 10 JESS

I stared at my phone, feeling like I was about to have a panic attack. Why had I agreed to come to this stupid football game?

I'd never been to one before, and the thought of being surrounded by all these people made my anxiety skyrocket. But Sam and Laura had convinced me to come, and now I was stuck here, trying to make the best of it.

"You look hot, Jess. Don't worry. Tom won't know what hit him." Laura nudged me, and I smoothed over the denim shorts and football jersey I had on. The shorts were a little too short, but Sam promised me my legs looked great. As we walked into the stadium, the noise was deafening. The stands were packed, and there were so many people that they all blurred into one. Sam and Laura were practically bouncing with enthusiasm, but I just felt overwhelmed. We made our way through the crowds, searching for an open spot. That's when we spotted a few empty seats in

the middle row. We walked up, hoping to snag them, when suddenly, a few guys in rival team jerseys moved up to claim the front row. "Hey, here's some space," one said with

a charming smile. He looked at us expectantly, his eyes crinkling at the corners. Should I recognize him or something?

"I shouldn't be here-Tom hasn't even spoken to me again.

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When I spotted him at school, he made a run for it."1 told Sam, but she waved me off. It was so painfully obvious he was avoiding me.

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I shrugged "Nobody in particular. His eyes sparkled the whole night, and I let Bryan explain the game to me. Every now and then, I'd catch Luke or Josh shooting me a dirty look from the field. It

the game neared its end, Bryan turned to me and said, "Seems like the best linebacker in the state has a

Yeah, no," I

Any other boys on the field I should

head and

and I could feel Sam and Laura vibrating with excitement next to me. As the final whistle blew and our team celebrated their win, Bryan turned to me with a grin. "Want to grab a drink with me and relive this night?" he as I was about to answer

to present the winning trophy, we have a

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Bryan Anderson!" The crowd erupted in cheers as

Was Bryan THE Bryan?

at

your mouth, hun,"

to my cheeks. "How was I supposed to

mine and flashed a sly wink at me. The warm, fluttery sensation spread through my chest. Bryan was sweet, and I could like him if I gave myself a chance. Hell, he was the hottest guy I've ever met. But

stone.