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

my voice trembling

scene, something like understanding dawning on her face. That made the shame bloom across my cheeks, and the

your mother's bags, would you?" was all I heard as I ran across the driveway, my heart

morning air hit me as I stepped outside, and I hurried to put on my shoes, fumbling with the laces. Luke's presence was still

wait," he pleaded, his voice softer now, but

a second look. I was too ashamed, too hurt, and too broken. But there was a nagging feeling inside my chest that something had happened between Luke and his father. I could

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at the thought and dropped the

voices-my parents' voices-and when

were in the kitchen, making pancakes like it was the most normal thing in the world. My heart warmed immediately,

sweetie pie. Missed you,

mother swatted him. "She's not a kiddo anymore.

but too afraid to ask how

behind

a plate on the kitchen island. "Where's Laura?"

him a toothy grin with a half-masticated piece of pancake rolling around in my mouth. "Uh,

hard. Josh pinned me with a stare that said,

dad looked between us, clearly puzzled. "Is

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