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

PART 2 - CHAPTER 117 JESS

I was hunched over the sink when the bathroom door burst open. It was Aiden, and he stepped inside and shut the door behind him, making the space feel tiny. "What the fuck are you wearing? You are asking to be drugged and dragged up into a room. Is that what you want? Because if it is, I'm happy to help; you didn't need the dress," Aiden crossed his arms across his chest, and I snorted, trying to force air in and out of my lungs through my nose.

"Now's not really a good time." I finally muttered, and I could see Aiden's demeanor changing in the mirror. He stepped forward, anger now replaced with concern. "You okay? Need to get out of here?" Aiden asked, pulling my hair away from my neck. I brushed him off. "I'm fine! I don't need to be rescued. Thank you for helping the other day, but I don't need it now," I blurted out. I knew I was being mean, but I couldn't help it. I was angry, he was the only person I could be angry at right now.

"Yeah. You look great, Jess. Just fucking peachy." Aiden said, and I looked up at the mirror. My face was pale, and my eyes a little sunken.

"I-" I stammered, my pulse thunderous in my ears. That involuntary sound had escaped me, a mix of surprise and intimacy that was all too real and far too surreal. "I didn't mean to-"

I wanted to apologize. I wasn't this person. I wasn't a mean

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person. But if I was going to let Alden in, that would be a whole new problem on its own, one I wouldn't have any control over.

The last thing I wanted was to be left exposed, both physically and emotionally. Not again. Never

gaze unblinking, his expression shifting from surprise to something more serious. "Jess, I know you are trying to push me away. I won't work. I'm right here. You just need to let me in," he said, his

phone on the counter with Luke's name on the call log, and

too.

wasn't a good chat," he said, breaking the silence, his eyes narrowing just slightly, a challenge within

statement.

that it's none of your business?" I shot back. I snatched my phone from the counter, but his reaction was quick.

this," he insisted, intense realization simmering in his gaze. "Tell me what's going on-please." Aiden tried again. "Why were

vomit," I muttered, meeting his stare

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track," he said softly, and that feeling of being cornered returned,

the cool rim of the sink, feeling

not drunk, Jess.

I wish I

took a step closer, and the warmth