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

PART 5 CHAPTER 193 JESS

The aircraft landed, and I slammed my head into the back seat. Seriously, was this the pilot's first-ever landing... Josh had sprung to upgrade me to first class, so at least the flight was great, but now I had another concussion.

Hopefully, my memories all remain painfully intact this time. For once, I wished I would lose them all again.

The wheels screeched against the tarmac of Charles de Gaulle Airport, and I braced myself, half-expecting the plane to bounce back into the air.

As the engines slowed, a mix of

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n and dread filled my stomach.

I sat still for a moment, staring blankly ahead, trying to stop my mind. from falling down that deep, dark hole I'd been crawling out of the past. two weeks.

of hope and heartache. tugging at me. The overhead announcements echoed in French, and to me, they sounded like gibberish. I let the sounds

from my shoulder, everything inside deciding to spill out. Handbag vomit...

French. I turned to see a handsome stranger bent down, retrieving my bag

crept up my cheeks. I grabbed

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okay," I managed, blinking at him, so ready for the world

seeming to realize my confusion, and just then,

concerned. Then, without warning, he reached out and swiped a thumb over my cheek before saying in a

much of a

Really," I mumbled just as someone called my name. I turned away from the handsome but very

the airport. It wouldn't be my first public meltdown,

for a smile despite the inner turmoil. Even though I wanted to be excited,

assess me. "We're going to fix this together. Paris is the perfect place