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

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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,"

"let me just arrange a car

not that far, and I need to walk. Clear my head a bit and get

turned to leave, but then she

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

burn hot, and tension

phone?" I asked, turning to face her, trying to keep my voice

"Just helping. Do you

and cocked her head to the side, probably attempting a seductive look, but she resembled a cockatoo right now. The feathers

said bluntly, trying to control the irritation. I needed her. I needed her to make sure everyone knew my name and that I was the guy they looked for on the field. The faster I PART

myself, the faster I will be drafted to multiple teams, including one

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knew I was being an asshole, but I didn't care. I was tired

temper.

the frustration. The cool air helped, but not enough. I needed

best I could hope for was

sex just so I could pump one out and feel

I dialed Jess's number.

Nothing...

three times, it just rang

ran my hand through my hair. "Come on

then my manager had it to make sure I went to this fucking publicity event for newly drafted players. Forgive me,

He answered almost immediately.