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

PART 5- CHAPTER 184 LUKE

Sitting in the corner of the OB-GYN waiting room, I tapped my knee anxiously. I couldn't sit still; my nerves were on edge. I pulled out my phone, found Josh's number, and hit call. He answered on the third ring. "Hey," he said, his voice a little far. I could hear him turn down the music.

"Got a minute?" I kept my voice low. I was in a doctor's office, and I didn't want Francesca to hear this call. She had been on edge since we stepped inside, and I didn't want her eavesdropping on this conversation. "Sure, what's going on? You've been MIA. I thought you disappeared. I called, Laura called, and even my parents called you, man..."

I rubbed my temples, feeling the familiar pressure building. "I've been... handling some stuff."

"Clearly," he replied with a dry chuckle. I thought Jess was a family man. You didn't even check in with her. She's been asking about you."

The mention of Jess made my chest tighten. "Really?"

"Yeah, she got her memories back. The first thing she wanted to know was if you'd visit her," he said, the tone of his voice turning serious. "She remembers everything, Luke."

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I froze, the words hitting me like a punch. "She remembers everything?"

any of the messages. And you're the first person she thought of." There was a pause, and I could

at the floor as my

been weeks! You're going to just leave her hanging after all this time? The best you can come up with is that it's complicated? What happened to you, man. You were ready to

he pressed. "You've wanted this for so long, and now that you have a real opportunity, you're just ignoring

something. "She deserves someone who can give

martyr routine, man. Do you really think she cares about that? She wants to

with her

with."

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do you mean? You can tell me. Is

confessed, feeling the weight of the

descended on the

"Josh?"

processing," he finally said, sounding bewildered. "You're telling me that Francesca is having your kid?

just didn't

guilt gnawing at