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

PART 2 - CHAPTER 119

LUKE

I hated these parties. Everyone was dressed up like it was some sort of circus, dishing out

alcohol and ridiculously expensive food on massive platters. I groaned inwardly, knowing I had to be part of something this ridiculous, but Jocelyn was right. This was part of the job. It was in the contract. I was pretty sure Josh was out there, doing the exact same thing right Once I shook the hand of what felt like the 150th investor, decided to find Jocelyn, get my phone, and just head back to the apartment. I needed to call Jess anyway-my phone had been dead since I moved in, and I hadn't even spoken to her.

I spotted Jocelyn in between a few other players, which didn't surprise me. She was touching one of the guy's arms and pushing out her chest. She might be beautiful on the outside, but I was convinced she was far less on the inside. I rolled my eyes and swallowed down a I might not look it, but I am, and so are those boys she's talking

1. TO.

My manager is a fucking cougar.

She seemed like the type to frequently mingle with guys like that. I walked over, putting my champagne on a passing tray.

"Jocelyn, I'm gonna head out. Thanks for setting me up in the

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apartment, but I've got practice in the morning, so we'll catch up later."

I nodded to a few of the faces standing behind her. They were also new but inexperienced.

phone," I

quickly, "let me

need to walk. Clear my head a bit and get some fresh air.

to leave, but then she

Jess, I think... I'm not sure what the name was, but they called you," she said, her tone casual. "I just told them you were busy-you know, doing your job-so yeah,

burn hot, and

I asked, turning to face her, trying to keep my voice

you need me to come back with

head to the side, probably attempting a seductive look, but she resembled a

I needed her. I needed her to make sure everyone knew my name and that I

will be drafted to multiple teams, including

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was tired

temper.

trying to shake off the frustration. The cool air helped, but not enough. I needed to speak with Jess. Fuck I needed to be inside Jess. I needed to feel

for was

phone sex just so I could

I dialed Jess's number.

Nothing...

just rang

my door and ran my hand

sure I went to this fucking publicity event for newly drafted players. Forgive me, babe.

He answered almost immediately.