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

CHAPTER 39

I woke up with Jess in my arms, her head resting gently on my chest. The warmth of her body and the rhythmic rise and fall of her breaths were comforting, making me want to stay in this moment forever. But the loud buzzing of my phone shattered the peace. I groaned internally.

Who the fuck would that be?

It's Sunday.

Carefully, I slid out from underneath Jess, trying not to wake her. She mumbled something incoherent and shifted but remained asleep. I grabbed my phone from the table and saw Josh's name on the screen. My heart raced.

"Hey, man, it's the ass-crack of dawn," I answered, faking a yawn, moving to the kitchen as fast as possible.

"Luke, did Jess come home last night? She never showed up," Josh's voice was tinged with worry.

I glanced back at Jess, still sleeping soundly on the couch. Panic surged through me, but I quickly composed myself. Covering the phone, I muttered, "Yeah, man. She drove me. home. My shoulder got hit pretty badly. Saw you and Laura were home when we stopped and There was a pause on the other end. I held my breath, praying

Wher

Josh wouldn't ask too many questions.

sure she's okay?" Josh finally asked again, but he sounded

Still passed out, man, but I'll tell her you were looking

trust you," Josh said,

bro. I'd have to kill you if you

never see her that way," I

"Yeah, I know,

phone, and my stomach churned, making

the bridge of my nose and tried to steady myself with a breath, but movement caught my eye; it was Jess, wrapped in a blanket, standing at the entrance of the kitchen, tears running

say. I saw it on her face, the court. I'd just

I began, but

eyes were filled with hurt, betrayal, and something that made my chest tighten painfully. She shook her

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thought..." she started, her voice barely above a whisper. "I thought last night meant

I said, desperation creeping into my voice. "It

any experience? What? You could just do what you want with me because I'm that

scoffed, wiping at her tears

almost a whisper. "From getting hurt, from making fucking mistakes." I hated that I had lost control of my temper,

the hurt was still there. "The only mistake was doing this," Jessica waved her hand between us, "Again. God, you probably think