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.

all along. This is just perfect for him. Jess lost all her memories, so instead of running the fuck away

jaw tighten to 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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Jess didn't remember she loved you,

remember this asshole and what he did," Josh said, but his words were hazy like he

looking frustrated. "Earth to Luke! I am standing right here, and you guys are talking

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

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I needed to help

paced back and forth, the image of Bryan's smug face still burning in my mind. Jess. She was

steady but low. "As long as Bryan doesn't suspect that Jess

to him, my fists clenched. "And what if she does know something? What if-"I swallowed hard,

hand through his hair, his expression hard. "I talked to the police. They're already on their way, but they have to search through all the

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

if he touches her, man?!" The words tore out of me before I could stop them. The thought of Bryan laying a hand on Jess-my Jess- made me want

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

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

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