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

PART 3 - CHAPTER 145 JESS

"Luke," I whispered, my heart racing.

Leaning against that black Jeep, he exuded a sultry confidence that was impossible to ignore. He uncrossed his arms, sliding his hands into his pockets in a way that made his fitted black V-

neck hug his body just right, giving me a tantalizing glimpse of the muscles underneath. There was something dangerously. attractive about him-the way his jaw was clenched, like a storm brewing just beneath the surface, had my head spinning.

Every instinct screamed a red flag, warning me to stay away, yet all I could think was how my body was betraying me, wanting to step closer, to feel the heat radiating off him, despite every rational thought shouting at me to turn back.

But what unsettled me most wasn't how he looked at me.

It was how he was looking at Aiden.

In a blink, Luke closed the distance between them. His fist shot out, grabbing Aiden by the front of his shirt and yanking him forward with a force that made my

breath hitch. "What the fuck do you think you're doing!?" Luke growled, his voice low and dangerous, vibrating with barely restrained fury.

I moved to step between them, but neither budged an inch. It was like trying to shift two immovable walls.

didn't flinch. In fact, he smiled at

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"Jess, not remembering me. But let me make something clear-" his voice

a hand to his chest. Looking up at him, my fingers trembled against the solid muscle beneath, I said softly, trying to

anger as he glared over my head at

His gaze dropped to me, and with a reluctant sigh, he let go of Aiden's shirt, stepping

whole thing. He glanced up at me, his expression hardening. "You should get a leash for your pet," he bit out before turning on his heel and walking

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for mine. I let him take it. It felt right-comforting, familiar in a

Luke, but I felt

really am," I said softly, "but I'm sorry, I still don't remember anything

disappointment flash across his face. But there was none. Instead, Luke just stared at me, his expression unreadable but

to brush a stray strand of hair

hovered near my cheek, and I could see the hesitation in

his touch grounding me, making me feel more present than I had in days. "Yes," I whispered, my voice barely audible, as the warmth of his hand on