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

CHAPTER 40

JESS

I clutched the blanket around my body and almost sprinted to grab my keys and shoes that were near the door. I needed to get out. I needed to get away from him. Tugging the door open, I almost shrieked when I saw two people standing outside. I heard Luke come up behind me. "Jessica, please just-"

Then he went quiet, and I went rigid. It was his parents, which meant my parents were probably home as well. Luke's voice was ice cold and had a bite to it. "Mom, Father."

His parents stood there, their expressions a mix of surprise and

concern.

His mother looked from me to Luke, her brow furrowing slightly. "Jessica. Dear. I haven't seen you in ages. Look how lovely you are!" His mother pulled me into a hug, and I let her, giving Luke a side glance.

His father was less warm. "Son. Jessica. I hope the house is still intact," he said sternly, then looked behind us. I followed his gaze into the living room. The only evidence of anything was the pillow I had slept on. The rest of the place looked pristine, almost like a hospital. I tried to compose myself, tightening the blanket around me and forcing a polite smile. "Good morning, Mr. and Mrs. Anderson. I was just leaving."

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don't have to-" Luke started, but I shot him a

need to get home," I said firmly my voice trembling despite my

the shame bloom across my cheeks, and the pit

past his father, who just stared at Luke with his arms crossed. "Son. Get your mother's bags, would you?" was all I heard as I ran across the driveway, my heart

I stepped outside, and I hurried to put on my shoes, fumbling with the laces. Luke's

he pleaded, his voice softer now,

look. I was too ashamed, too hurt, and too broken. But there

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I snorted at the thought and dropped the blanket in

hear voices-my parents' voices-and when I rounded

heart warmed immediately, and I ran to my mom for a hug. My dad joined in and kissed me on

pie. Missed you,

him. "She's not

at them, happy to have them home but too

his throat behind me, and

the kitchen island. "Where's Laura?" I asked, making

him a

choked on my pancake, laughing so hard. Josh pinned

between us, clearly puzzled. "Is everything

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