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. Jess lost all her memories, so instead of running the

in her should be screaming to get the fuck

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remember she loved you, which not

remember this asshole and what he did," Josh said, but his words were hazy like he was just background noise. Bryan

I 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

said, 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,

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needed to

of Bryan's smug face still burning in my mind. Jess. She was with him. Right

his voice steady but low. "As long as Bryan doesn't suspect

clenched. "And what if she does know something? What if-"I

already on their way, but they

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

sides, the anger surging through me like a tidal wave. "But what if... what if he touches her, man?!" The words tore out of me before I

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

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rage. "I don't care what the police say. We need to find her. I need

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