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

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The music pulsed through the house, the bass vibrating in my chest as I swayed to the beat with Sofie in the center of the makeshift dance floor. The room spun slightly, but that could be because I was spinning. I wasn't drunk, just all warm and fuzzy. More like a warm, fuzzy, tipsy kind of way.

I wasn't drunk-just enough to not give a shit right now.

Sofie was dancing with SpongeBob-cute SpongeBob, but still, SpongeBob. For once, she had a little confidence, even if it was alcohol-induced. I wanted her to have fun, but at the same time, I needed to pee.

"I think I need to find a bathroom," I yelled over the music, leaning into her.

Sofie barely heard me, too busy grinning at SpongeBob. "Huh?"

"I'm fine!" I waved her off, not wanting to interrupt her night. "I'll find it myself. Don't worry!" The last time I did this, it almost turned out bad, but then again, I also probably wouldn't have Luke. Only this time, I'm avoiding the stairs-too many jello shots. She gave me a doubtful look, but I nodded firmly. "I'm good! Promise."

The heat from the packed bodies around me, combined with the PART 2 CHAPTER 115

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alcohol, made the room feel hotter than it was, and I tugged at the hem of my too-short witch costume for what felt like the millionth time tonight.

There must be another part to this dress that

the occasional lingering glance, but I ignored them, focusing on my mission to find Just as I turned a corner, someone dressed as a musketeer suddenly blocked my path. He had the whole ensemble down, complete with a feathered hat and a plastic sword

aren't you the prettiest witch I've ever seen," he

gave him a polite smile, hoping to just pass by, but when

my chin. "Yeah,

and I

racing,

you one?" I blurted out, and Aiden stared down at me for a

take my chances with

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sidestep this awkward situation. But Aiden's arm circled around me before I could even think about moving,

short," he whispered, his breath warm against my skin. Goosebumps erupted all over my body, my heart pounding loudly in

stiffened, trying to regain control over myself, but the way his voice warmed me-his bare chest against my back-made it hard to think straight. I tugged at the hem of my skirt again as if that would somehow solve the problem. "This is me leaving," I mumbled,

a fight, his eyes unreadable as he watched

me. Leaning against the door, I let out a shaky breath, trying to calm the racing in

were trembling as I pulled out my phone, hovering over Luke's name. I didn't know why I was doing it, but my brain was spinning too fast, and I couldn't think straight. I needed to talk to him. We barely spoke this week. I pressed the call

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