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

PART 6 CHAPTER 198

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LUKE

I raised my fist to knock, letting it fall on the door a little harder than necessary. I could hear movement inside, muffled voices and what sounded like laughter. My gut twisted.

Just as I raised my hand to knock again, the door swung open, and there she was-Jess. Her hair was a little wild like she'd run her hands through it too many times, and she was balancing herself against the doorframe, looking slightly off- balance. Her cheeks were flushed, and the smile that was there a second ago was fading by the second.

And then my gaze trailed down to the dress-if it could even be called that. It was the tiniest black dress I'd ever seen on her, hugging every curve in a way that made it hard to think straight or focus on anything other than the smooth curve of her hip. She blinked up at me, her mouth forming a small "oh" of surprise. And then she hiccuped, the tiniest sound and her cheeks flushed even more.

Jess was drunk.

I tried to bite back a smile, but her startled, glassy eyes and that tiny hiccup undid me. Fuck, I missed her.

"Luke..." she murmured, her voice soft, like she wasn't sure if I was really here.

"Hi," Was the only thing I could get out, keeping my voice steady. My hands itched to pull her to me, to press my lips to hers in a way that would erase every trace of the mess that has been in our lives the last few years, but I forced myself to wait. She was tipsy- more than tipsy-and

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moment needed to be

of years older than me, strolled over, pausing

asked, his voice smooth but fractured somewhere. between English and French. His hand went to her shoulder

My eyes fixed on Jess. "I'm her..." I paused, realizing I didn't exactly have a title, at least not one

on her. "We were just calling it a night," he said, his tone possessive. He looked down at her with a smile. that was more smirking than anything else. "Right, Jess? Ready

us, confusion and something else clouding her eyes. "Luke, I...

moving to step in front of

wider. "Jess," I said firmly, ignoring the guy, "I'm here because I need

to start something, his hand balling into a fist as he stepped closer. "I don't think so," he

voice cold. I stepped forward, filling the doorframe I leaned against

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the more the

leave." I gritted out, and he looked over at

to Jess, waiting for her to stop me. But she didn't. Her eyes were locked on mine, and in them,

muttered, his voice. dripping with indifference. "This chick is not worth it." He cast one last