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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walked in sheepishly. "Morning," I squeaked, and my

hug. Sorry, kiddo," he said. We shouldn't have just sprung that on you last night. I know we travel a lot." I nodded, swallowing hard to

stayed inside, locked down, eating away at me bit by bit. "Nope.

kissed my 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 when I saw Luara and Sam in the car. It's been a while since all

I knew that wasn't the real reason. "Hey girl," Sam chimed and looked at me in the rearview

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

anything to do with that?" I slapped a palm over my face

not in a good way," I confessed, and

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to look

stayed at his house alone that night, which I still needed to say thank you for because, well..." Laura's cheeks. flushed. "No! Shh. I

hooked up that night, but we didn't cross the line," I folded my lips inwards, avoiding their heated stares for details that I wasn't willing

about him. Let's focus on Tom. Tom is sweet and caring and cute, and the quarterback, who

oil and water, or whatever else opposites do not attract. We pulled up to school, and as we drove past

her thigh, fingers dipping beneath 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 cool to the best of my ability. If this was what he