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,"

quickly, "let me just

and I need to walk. Clear my head

but then she

she said, her tone casual. "I just told them you were busy-you know, doing your

blood started to burn hot, and tension crawled up

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

then shrugged. "Just helping. Do you

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

make sure everyone knew my name and that I was the guy they looked for on the field. The faster I PART

faster I will

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I didn't care. I was tired and irritated, and I needed to get out of there before I

temper.

of the party, 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

best I could hope for was

to have phone sex just so I could pump one out

I dialed Jess's number.

Nothing...

just rang and

and ran my hand through my hair. "Come on

phone died, and then my manager had it to make sure I went to this fucking publicity event for newly drafted players. Forgive me, babe. I need to hear

He answered almost immediately.