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.

"Are you kidding me?" I shouted, my voice echoing off the kitchen walls. "This is my best friend we're talking about! Don't you get it? You scared off a good guy and left me with that...that... monster!" My hands shook as I gestured wildly at

expression faltered for a moment before he frowned. "Jess,

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

in shock. "Jess, that's not fair. I was just trying to make sure you were safe

brother, for crying out loud! You're supposed to have my back, not screw me over!" I felt tears pricking at the corners of my

just poured out of me like a dam had burst. I sucked in the air, trying to calm myself down,

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but something about his warmth and familiarity made me relax, and

like we'd forgotten 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 melt away. I pulled back, wiping away tears from my face. "Fine," I

a sheepish expression. "You have no idea how guilty I felt... feel. I feel like a fucking asshole. I

"So what?

she is. And I know you're not happy about it, but...I need you to believe me, Jess.

face, searching for any sign

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

and he glanced out the window. I could

guy. And if