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

CHAPTER 66

JESS

"Hey, pretty lady," a voice said from behind me.

I turned my head to see a blond guy leaning in, his breath war against my cheek. I blinked a few times, taking him in. He was handsome, in a way. His face was a little sharp, and he wa as built as Tom or Luke, but still, he was handsome in a refined way.

He wore a buttoned-down powder blue shirt, and I could see something silver shining under the lights-a chain of some sort.

"Hi," I replied, giving him a small smile but not turning fully to face him.

"Check out those moves," he said, pointing down to the dance floor where a guy was attempting a dance that looked more like he was having a stroke.

I couldn't help but laugh, "Think you can do better then?"

"That depends. Where would you rate 'the sprinkler' or 'running man'?" The stranger grinned, and I chuckled, shaking my head and turning back to the crowd. The stranger leaned in next

to me, our arms brushing. "You know, it's really unfair," he said, and without looking at him, I asked, "What is?"

"You. Standing up here. In that dress. You seem a little

untouchable. I had to take two shots to get the courage to come up here."

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didn't know how to respond. I've never been the one to

friend. She picked the

leaned in, his fingers rubbing up and down my arm before he whispered. "She might have picked the dress, but it's

sure what to say, so he pulled

"To

most beautiful girl in this place,"

work for you?" I cocked my head to the side, and his grin widened, almost

little, and I decided that I needed to relax. This was my birthday, after all. I could flirt

back as well then pulled him down the stairs to the dance floor. The floor was crowded, but I enjoyed

lost in it. I hung my arm loosely over the handsome

dehydrated. I looked up at him and pointed to the bar. "I need water," I yelled, and he nodded. He pulled me through

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he got

and noticed my dance partner's eyes

with both of his, pulling me into his personal space. The heat radiating from his body sent a spark through my skin, and I swallowed hard. "Nick. My name is Nick," he growled, his voice rough like gravel, and my breath caught

strand of hair over my shoulder, his fingers lingering as if he savored the touch. The air thickened around us, and I could feel his breath dancing across my lips. "And you are?" he whispered,

lips brushing against mine, I panicked. A thousand alarms blared

a strong arm snaked around my waist, yanking me back into a solid chest, a wall of muscle that jolted my senses back