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

PART 3 - CHAPTER 159 JESS

In the corner, leaning casually against the kitchen counter stood the last person I wanted to see today, or maybe he was the only person I did want to see.

Aiden stopped dead in his tracks, his hand tightening around mine as he took in the scene. He turned to Josh, his eyebrows raised. "I thought you said he wasn't coming?" "Ì... Your Jeep isn't here?" I stuttered and asked Luke.

"Yeah. I rented a ... wait. How do you know I drive a black Jeep?" Suddenly, everyone turned to me. "How do you know Luke drives a black Jeep?" Josh asked, and the words died in my throat. My eyes darted around, and I could feel my heart start to hammer in my chest. My eyes finally land on Luke, who has his jaw and fists clenched. His stare is intense, but then I see something else flicker across his face-something like recognition.

"Oh, I forgot. I told her about my Jeep. Never mind," Luke finally states, and I see everyone else's faces fall with disappointment. I wanted to say thank you for lying, but I was still frozen in place, and Luke looked away like he was bored.

The words died in my throat as I froze, panic rising inside me like a tidal wave, crashing through my thoughts. But before I could respond, Luke stepped forward, his voice as casual as 0.00%

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ever.

"Wasn't planning on it," he said with a shrug, glancing at Josh. "But figured Josh here needed someone to put him back on the straight and narrow."

I hated it.

eyes barely flickered across me like I didn't exist now. Like I was just another person in the room, not the girl who'd spent every waking second trying to forget the

the reluctance in the tightness of his grip,

Just

lips sent a shiver down

was somewhere

Pressed against a door.

face inches from mine. His eyes weren't cold and distant back then-they were intense, focused, and darkened

rested on the door beside my head, trapping me between him and the wood. I could feel the heat coming off his skin, the sharp edge of his breath as his gaze dropped to my lips. My heart raced, not from fear but

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I? How had I

between him and the door, and his eyes-they weren't leaving me. They were tracing the curve of my

blinked, shaking my head. The kitchen came back into focus and I realized

air back into

I stammered, my voice shaky. "Just felt a

out a glass of water. I took it, my hands trembling slightly, and took a long sip, hoping

over his chest, his biceps straining against the fabric of his shirt. He was all muscle and arrogance, standing

now.