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

PART 3 - CHAPTER 149 JESS

I climbed the stairs slowly, each step feeling like a burden, weighed down by the storm swirling in my mind. Luke's words echoed in my head, his touch lingering on my skin, the way he looked at me as if I were the center of his universe.

But despite that warmth, an impenetrable wall stood between us-a barrier I couldn't break down, no matter how hard I tried. It hurt more than I could express, and I didn't even understand why.

A cold wave of dread washed over me as I reached the landing outside my dorm. Aiden was leaning against the door, his arms crossed, a smug grin plastered on his face. Perfect.

Just what I needed.

"Aiden, what are you doing here?" I asked, annoyed before even hearing his reply. I wasn't in the mood-not after everything, not after the emotional whirlwind with Luke.

He shrugged, sliding away from the door with a self-satisfied smirk. "Thought we could talk. I'm surprised you are back here so early. Mr. Big football player couldn't get it up?" Aiden was bitter, clearly and wanted to hurt me because... Did I hurt him? "Talk?" I snapped, shoving past him to fumble for my keys. "There's nothing to talk about. I told you-I'm fine. I can handle

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breath, shooting him a glare that could cut glass. "Some

past might take a toll on you. My fucking mistake. You are so pathetically broken, trying to convince everyone you are trying to remember when I know you are

a hint of alcohol on

Aiden? You're drunk. Just go home before you embarrass yourself more than you already

his voice low and steady. "And you don't want me here because you are scared shitless of

anyone away! I am trying to remember! Also, I don't have any feelings other than annoyance." I yelled, the words bursting from me. My hands trembled as I fumbled to find the right key for the door, frustration seeping into every pore. "Just leave me alone!" Aiden stayed put, his dark, unreadable eyes locked onto mine. "Are you sure about that? Because every time I come close to you, your body tells me something else. Maybe

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I screamed, the words sharp and venomous, cutting through the air like a bullet. "Just

weight of my words hung in the air, a raw and jagged wound that neither of us

you want, but that's not going to fix what's really broken inside you." Staring at the floor, I bent down to grab the keys I'd dropped, my hands shaking