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.

last thing I wanted was to be left

more serious. "Jess, I know you are trying to push me away. I won't

tension hung heavy between us. I glanced at my phone on the counter with Luke's name on the call log, and

too.

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

statement.

quickened as the anger bubbled up again. "Did someone tell you that you're an asshole and that it's none of your business?" I shot back. I snatched my phone from the counter, but his reaction was quick. Aiden

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

to vomit," I muttered, meeting his stare

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day I found you at the track," he said softly, and that feeling of being cornered returned,

dropped my head back and rested it against the cool rim of the sink, feeling the quiet thrum of the music

are not drunk, Jess. You aren't

I wish I was,"

a step closer, and the warmth