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

PART 2 CHAPTER 132 LUKE

The bass thrummed beneath my feet, making the glass in my hand vibrate with every beat. The VIP section Jocelyn had somehow hooked us up with was perched above the dance floor, giving a perfect view of the crowd below. Neon

lights cut. through the fog, casting bodies in fleeting shades of blue, pink, and green. I leaned back into the booth, trying to shake the unease, tightening my chest. The place reeked of sweat, alcohol, and something else-maybe lust.

I glanced across the table, and there she was: Jess. That tiny black dress hugged her like a second skin, highlighting every curve, every inch of her toned legs that seemed to stretch for days. The same legs I knew had been running track, probably pushing herself harder th Fuck, I'm an asshole.

She looked stunning, sure, but a small, primal part of me didn't like how many eyes were on her. It wasn't just jealousy, it

was... protective, possessive. Every guy in this place had probably taken a look at her, and my blood boiled at the thought of anyone else even thinking about touching her.

I leaned over, trying to cut through the heavy pulse of the music. "How's track been? Are you running again? Where it's safe?"

She looked at me, her brows furrowed as if she hadn't caught a

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word I'd said. "What?" she mouthed, then pointed to her ears, shaking her head. "Can't hear you!"

Of course.

was too

inwardly groaned, frustrated at the noise. The club was too loud and chaotic, and all I wanted to do was hear her voice, talk to her, and feel her move beneath me. Without thinking, I decided to shut myself up the only way I knew would work. I reached for her, intending to But a solid hand clamped down on my shoulder before I could close the distance. I spun around, ready to tell whoever it was to fuck

to

Shit.

voice dropped into a low growl as I leaned in close. "What the fuck is Courtney doing

was at the game. Her friend's hot, so I

Double shit.

drinks away from passing out. I could see it in his eyes: the loss earlier had

I

glancing from Josh to

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was ready to make al move. Her lips parted slightly, and I could already feel the disaster unfolding before it happened. I shot my hand out, stopping her before she could

her bottom lip in that exaggerated way she always

hugging him. Thank God she didn't see that. My heart was still

as gently as I could

the booze, and Josh's condition, it was a shit

glassy, and his grin faltered. "No, man, I just got here! Stay for a little bit, would ya?" His voice slurred, and he stumbled before he could take another

out, catching him before he hit the

joke. "Josh, you're

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