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

PART 4-CHAPTER 165 JESS

The water pounded against my skin, the hot spray turning my thoughts into steam that swirled in the humid air around me. I let out a long breath, closing my eyes and resting my forehead against the cool tile wall. My muscles ached from the run, the exertion doing little to c I had hoped the long miles would wear me out, would drain the tension out of my body, but here was-tense as ever, my mind racing with thoughts of him.

Luke.

Again.

I shut off the water and stepped out of the shower, grabbing the towel and wrapping it tightly around myself. The cool air hit my damp skin, and I shivered, but the temperature didn't send a chill down my spine. It was the dreams. Unwelcome, unrelenting dreams of Luke. It's been so long since-

since everything fell apart. And yet, here I was, still thinking about him. About the way his lips felt on mine, about the heat that had rushed between us, igniting something primal and raw inside of me. Something I hadn't been able to shake, no matter how many runs I took o I toweled off my hair, staring blankly into the mirror. My

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reflection looked tired, but I wasn't just tired. I was frustrated- emotionally and... physically. I sighed, wrapping the towel

into my room, feeling the ache in my legs from the run, but it wasn't

do

kind of distraction. Something to take the edge off. Something that

matter who I tried, my mind kept

overwhelming, filling up all the space around until I felt like

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Luke had moved on. I'd seen the headlines. The pictures. He had

something that never even stood a chance. He deserved someone who was... whole anyway. Not a fractured little girl

I threw myself onto

That night, everything between us changed: His hands on my waist, pulling me close, the rough scrape of his stubble against my skin, the heat of his breath on my neck as I straddle

It had been years. I should

thought I had, something would happen-like seeing his face on TV or hearing his