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

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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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It was really you just making sure I came back to your dorm room, wasn't it? You knew what you

You're the one who answered my phone when Luke called. What did you think was going to

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

know what to

an asshole, by the way.

an asshole move. Let's not throw stones at glass houses, shall

to laugh. "We don't

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it yet." His tone

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turning away from him to head

impossible," he called after me, hist voice trailing off in a

in frustration, not bothering to turn around. God,

later, I was exhausted. My legs felt like lead, and the sun hadn't let up for a second. I loved running-when it

the rhythmic pound of my feet against the pavement. But out here, in broad daylight, with coaches and teammates barking orders at

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

forcing my legs to move toward

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

compliment but for