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

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I stormed into the house to find Josh on his way out. His face mirrored shock for a split second, but it was so fast and then replaced by boredom.

"Where are you coming from?" he asked, scowling at me like I was the shunned family member who ruined the few days we had with our parents. But I couldn't help it; it all just came flooding out of me at once, and I was sorry for it.

"None of your business," I challenged him. "Just like you're not telling me where you're going in the middle of the night." I saw the defiance in his eyes, and I knew he wouldn't tell me, so I stalled past him, up the stairs, and dropped myself onto my bed face- first, wishing the bedding would just suffocate me because facing the world tomorrow seemed impossible.

Sleep didn't come until past 4, and when it did, my alarm blared so loudly it split straight through my mind. "Ugh," I groaned and flipped over. The night was hot and sweaty, and my air conditioner wasn't doing anything to help.

I dragged myself through a shower and lugged my heavy limbs. down the stairs to the kitchen, where my parents no doubt waited to scold me.

I peeked around the corner and saw my mother and father sipping coffee. My soul craved caffeine.

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and my mother

said. We shouldn't have just sprung that on you last night. I know we travel a lot." I nodded, swallowing hard to keep the tears away. "Anything else bothering you dear?" My mother asked, the motherly bond somewhere inside her probably telling her something was off. I wanted to tell her about Bryan and what happened, but I

away at me bit by bit. "Nope. All good." I heard a car honk outside

parents on the cheek, grabbed a fruit, and hurried out of the house before my mother prodded me any further. I skipped a few steps and smiled

chimed and looked

rolling my eyes. "Gee, thanks," I groaned. I

broody linebacker has anything to do with that?" I slapped a palm over my face and dragged

not in a good way,"

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seat to

house alone that night, which I still needed to say thank you for because, well..." Laura's cheeks. flushed. "No! Shh. I don't want to hear anything else." Laura's face

their heated stares for details that I wasn't

He's had his shot, and Luke is not in the past. We don't care about him. Let's focus on Tom. Tom is sweet and caring and cute, and the quarterback, who is actually the better player," Sam offered, and I laughed at her optimism. "He'd be so gentle your first time, But they

do not attract. We pulled up to school, and as we drove past the fountain, my heart sank,

her skirt. He was smiling at her, and when she leaned in, he grabbed her mouth with his teeth before kissin "That asshole..." Sam mumbled, and I tried to keep my