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

PART 2 CHAPTER 122

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PART 2 - CHAPTER 122 JESS

The sun beat down on the track, heat rising in waves off the pavement. I already regretted showing up for practice, but there was no turning back now. Just as I headed for my spot, a familiar voice cut through the air. "Wow, look who decided to show up for practice," Aiden's voice chimed. Cocky asshole. Attractive and cocky but still an asshole.

He was mid-stretch, lowering into a downward dog position. Of course, he threw in a smug grin over his shoulder.

I rolled my eyes, walking past him with zero intention of feeding his ego. But his perfectly toned muscles caught the sunlight just right, and for a second-just a second-

I noticed how the lines of his back looked carved from stone. The thought hit me harder than I wanted, and I shook it off just as fast. Not today, Aiden.

I shoved his hip with my foot, causing him to drop onto his side. "Oops," I said, feigning innocence

"Someone woke up and chose violence," Aiden said, not phased at all.

Aiden chuckled, propping himself up on one elbow, his eyes gleaming.

"I just realized that little stunt you pulled the other day-you

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sure I came back to

you kidding me?. You're the one who answered my phone when Luke called. What did you think was

knees. I couldn't help but notice the way his muscles rippled with the movement, the sun casting sharp shadows that made him look like a goddamn statue. Focus, Jess. "Maybe I was just being a good friend. Or maybe I hoped you. two would fight and

didn't know what

boyfriend's kind of an asshole, by the

all. Also, answering my phone when you know it's my boyfriend calling is also an asshole move. Let's not throw stones at glass houses, shall we?" Aiden's grin widened as he stood up, brushing

to laugh. "We don't have a future,

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do, honey. You just don't know it yet." His tone was teasing, but

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muttered, turning away from him to head to

called after

hands up in frustration, not bothering to turn around. God, he was

like lead, and the sun hadn't let up

orders at me to "Pick up your knees!" and

Coach's voice called out, cutting through my thoughts. "Mind coming

internally, forcing my legs to move toward

I wasn't about to get off easy. "You've got

were a compliment but for some reason it didnt sound like