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

PART 2 - CHAPTER 123

JESS

The low hum of the airplane's engine filled my ears as I gazed out the window, watching the clouds drift lazily beneath us. My stomach did little flips-not from the flight, but from the

overwhelming anticipation of seeing Luke after weeks apart.

I MISSED HIM.

He was picking me up after his last practice, and I was going to watch his

game this weekend. He arranged everything, or at least had his manager arrange everything. I was confused at first why his manager was involved in things like his calendar and answering his phone, but I soon figured out that Jocelyn was more like a PR Manager/personal assistant. My extensive Google search and Sofie's associated online cyberstalking skills got me a lot of info on Jocelyn.

She's blond and pretty, like Luke said, but she definitely had a few trips to the plastic surgeon.

My phone buzzed in my lap, and I glanced down at the screen.

Aiden: "Now's a good time to tell Luke it's over, you know."

I rolled my eyes, a small laugh escaping me despite myself. Aiden was relentless. For the past few weeks, he'd thrown in little comments here and there, teasing me about Luke, hinting at how I'd be better off without him.

He never crossed a line, though, and I hadn't felt the need to

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shut him down. After all, he hadn't done anything serious. No. physical moves, no stepping into my personal space-

the occasional snide remark that I mostly ignored. Mostly. I needed him to get better,

else are you flying out to see him?

to knock off the flirty jabs, but the other part... well,

more.

I finally texted back:

your

Almost immediately, he replied:

headed to

wasn't going to let Aiden get to me. Luke and I just

least, that's what I

to the pickup area. I couldn't wait to see Luke. He had texted me earlier, telling me he'd be there to pick me up after practice. I

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Practice might've run late.

my suitcase and leaned against the wall,

No answer.

I

I groaned, pulling up my phone and

once your future ex-boyfriend picks you up... if

groaned audibly this time, resisting the urge to chuck my phone into the nearest trash bin. It was like Aiden had a sixth sense for this kind of thing. I could practically hear

I texted back:

Me: "Shut up."

voice in the back of my head wondered if Aiden was right. I shook it off, not letting myself.

suitcase closer. The minutes dragged on, and

from Aiden popped up, each one dripping with sarcasm and smugness. I tried to ignore them, but the longer I waited, the more his words started to stick. Was Luke really too busy to answer my call?

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