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

CHAPTER 22 JESS

Ugh, I was hiding in the kitchen for what felt like an eternity, trying to avoid the awkwardness that had taken over the pool. party. Josh and Laura were making out like there was no tomorrow, and it was seriously pissing me off.

I knew I needed to get used to it, but it still made my stomach turn. I stuffed my face with chips, trying to distract myself from the icky feeling growing inside me.

But it was hard to ignore the fact that I was Laura once- not the dating my brother part, but part of the friendship group.

I glared out the window, feeling like an outsider looking in. Why did everything have to change so fast? Why did everyone have to move on without me? I shoved more chips in my face. I needed to go out there; otherwise, Sam would come looking for 1. me.

I just couldn't face Laura and Josh's PDA-fest. I stayed in the kitchen for a few more minutes, reading the label of the dishwashing detergent.

Josh walked into the kitchen, dripping wet and towel-less. His hair was plastered to his forehead. "Hey, Jess. Plan on sharing?" he whined, eyeing the bowl of chips from me.

I didn't bother responding. What was there to say?

He snatched the bowl and headed back out, but not before

stopping in his tracks. "What's your problem anyway?" he asked, his tone suddenly serious.

talking about! Don't you get it? You scared off

for a moment before he

felt like the world's biggest loser. Like I was nothing to look at! Which was all you and Luke, by the way? I know it was. Now you decide to just go for Laura? Do you see how messed up that is?" The words poured out of me like acid, but I tried

"Jess, that's not fair. I was

have my back, not screw me over!" I felt tears pricking at the corners of my eyes, but I refused to let them

scene but couldn't help it. The words just poured out of me like a dam had burst. I sucked in the air, trying to calm myself down, and

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something about his warmth and familiarity made

how to show affection. But as I held him tight, something shifted inside me. Josh whispered, apologies into my hair, and I felt a small part of my anger

I felt... feel. I feel like a fucking asshole. I know I messed up."

an eyebrow. "So what? Laura's

not happy about it, but...I need you to believe me,

for any sign of insincerity. But his eyes seemed

my guard. "Fine," I said again. "But then,

and he glanced out the window.

"Tom wasn't a bad guy. And if he asks you out...I