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

CHAPTER 95

JESS

A dull warmth surrounded me, and the feeling of something heavy draped across my abdomen made me stir. I blinked a few times, my mind sluggish, trying to make sense of the sensations.

My body felt oddly comfortable like I was cocooned in a safe embrace. Slowly, I lifted the covers, and my breath caught in my throat.

What the...

There was an arm-muscular, strong-wrapped around me. A warm body pressed close behind, the rise and fall of their chest syncing with mine.

Panic surged through me like a jolt of electricity, shocking me awake. I bolted upright, the sudden movement making my head spin.

"Shit,"

My legs tangled in the sheets, and I stumbled, crashing to the floor with a thud. My breath came in short, shallow gasps, my heart pounding like it was trying to break free from my chest.

I wanted to scream, but the sound stuck in my throat. My vision blurred, and I pressed my hands to the floor, trying to ground myself, trying to breathe. This was a nightmare. I'm dreaming, and I need to wake up. CURTER OS

"Wake up, Jess. Wake up." I said to myself.

Focus, Jess. Breathe.

The walls were closing in, the room spinning, and I was losing control. The edges of my vision darkened, and I bent over, struggling to fill my

A soothing voice broke through the chaos, a

clear my vision. The hand on my cheek gently lifted my chin, and

a moment, as I took a shaky breath. Luke was here, with me. He pulled me into his lap

his voice full of regret. "I fell asleep. I didn't mean to... I'm sorry. You're okay.

over me, pulling me back to reality. It was Luke holding me, not Bryan, not anyone else, just Luke. The blood no

rhythm. The panic ebbed away, replaced by an odd sense of security, a feeling I knew I shouldn't have and one I haven't had in a while

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my feet. He didn't step back, though. Instead, he dropped down a little, his gaze locking onto mine,

shiver.

he said softly, his voice full of concern. "I'm going to

Luke was here... I was sitting

reality of the situation crashed into me, making my cheeks burn with embarrassment. I should move, cover myself, do something-anything-but I couldn't. I just stood there, frozen,

I finally found my voice. "What are

taking my hand in his. The warmth of his touch sent

to leave,

over me. How pathetic was