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

PART 2 - CHAPTER 113

JESS

I froze. What did he just say? My heart pounded in my chest as my brain struggled to catch up. Luke got what?

The room felt like it was spinning as I stared at Aiden, then slowly turned toward Luke, my voice caught in my throat..

I stood there, frozen, as the door clicked shut behind Luke. My heart was pounding so loudly I thought it might burst out of my chest. My hands gripped the sheet tighter around me like it was the only thing keeping me grounded. Luke turned to face me, and I could see he was angry at me, but I didn't care-I was angry at him!

"Who the hell is Aiden?" Luke asked, his voice a little cold, but there was a bite to it.

I blinked, my throat tightening. That was the first thing he wanted to talk about? Aiden?

I swallowed hard, trying to keep my voice steady. "Really? That's what you want to talk about?" My chest felt tight as if I couldn't get enough air. "You want to know who Aiden is after I just found out you got drafted for the NFL from him?"

Luke's eyes narrowed, and his jaw clenched. "This isn't about that. I asked you a question, Jess. Who is Aiden? Why the fuck is he showing up without a shirt?" PART 2 - CHAPTER 113

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some guy from class. He helped me when I wasn't feeling well yesterday. But that's not the point, Luke!" My voice cracked, and I hated how weak I sounded, but "When did you find out? Is that why we aren't talking as much? You never answer

upset. "I didn't keep anything from you. I just didn't know how to tell you

know how to tell me? Luke, you got drafted into the NFL!

head. Luke stepped forward,

me, his expression still frustratingly calm. "It's not like I was hiding it

going to tell me, Luke? After you'd already left? Or when you decided

a second, I saw

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think it is. It's not just some dream job. There's a lot of shit that comes with it. I needed to figure things out first. And Josh. was drafted too," I stared at him, my

was drafted?" My own brother was drafted, and

channel, you would have..." I cocked my head, daring him to continue talking, and he stopped. He knows I don't watch sports or know what the hell is happening in

his jaw

have known..." I bit back, walking over to my cupboard and dropping the sheet, not caring that I was