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

LUKE

For a second, I had no idea why I was looking at a picture of the man that almost... almost... I couldn't even think about it.

Bryan's face-the man who'd wrecked lives and torn Jess's world apart-was smiling. Why the hell was he smiling? I should have made sure he couldn't smile or move his face for the rest of his miserable fucking life.

"I don't understand, man. Where did you get that, and why the fuck am I looking at his face?"

Francesca sidled up, eyebrows raised in curiosity. "Who are we looking at?"

I ignored her. I couldn't deal with Francesca right now, with my eyes still locked on Bryan's face. "How did Laura even get this?"

Josh let out a slow breath, rubbing a hand across his jaw. "That guy Jess has been seeing-

Eric?" He paused, "Well, Laura asked for a picture of him and a location because Jess was headed to his cabin or something for the weekend. He doesn't have social media and apparently hates having his picture taken. This is the fucking picture Jess ent Laura. I wasn't sure, but now I am," My mind was reeling. What was he saying? Was Jess with him? Right now?

"Josh..." I gripped the railing, my knuckles whitening. Francesca stepped between us. "Can someone please tell me what is

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going on?" she wined, and Josh just stepped past her.

been lying to her all along. This is just perfect for him.

the point of pain. "She can't remember him? Surely something in her should be screaming to get the fuck away from him."

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loved you, which not overreacting -

did," Josh said, but his words were hazy like he was just background noise. Bryan

seethed, and Josh shrugged, helplessness in his eyes. "Man's got friends in high- places, plus a bank account that could buy him a country. He- was rich before he played football, remember. Family money." Francesca stepped between us, looking frustrated. "Earth to Luke! I am standing right here, and you guys are talking about things I have no clue about! Can you please just fill me in?" Francesca stomped her foot, and Josh frowned at her. "What the fuck are we still doing here!" I finally said, and Francesca pouted, ready to throw

barely looking at her, but she swung her head in front of me like a giraffe. Well, that's too bad, because I need to talk to you! Like now," she said, folding her arms. I stared between Josh

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I needed

forth, the image of Bryan's smug face still burning in my mind. Jess.

silence, his voice steady but low. "As long as Bryan doesn't suspect that Jess knows something, she'll be

she does know something?

"I talked to the police. They're already on their way, but they have to search through all the cabins. They don't know exactly where

front of me.. "Right now, Bryan thinks she doesn't remember him. He's keeping up his

what if he touches her, man?!" The words tore out of me before I could

softened for a split second, but he kept his calm. "The police will find her before anything happens." He said it like he believed it, but I could see the tension in his shoulders, the same fear gnawing at him that was eating me

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don't care what the police say. We need to find

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