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

SWEET DREAMS JESS

I awoke slowly, my eyelids fluttering against the soft, golden morning light that spilled through the window. The sheets, crisp and white, tangled around me like a cocoon, enveloping me in warmth. His hand rested possessively against my stomach, fingers splayed as if he n I could feel the rhythm of his breath against the nape of my neck-warm, steady, a tantalizing whisper of intimacy that sent shivers cascading down my spine.

His lips brushed against my shoulder, the soft, lingering touch igniting a fire beneath my skin. A delicious shiver danced through me, melting my defenses like wax under a flame. At that moment, I'd almost forgotten the intoxicating thrill of his presence, the way the air crack "Morning," I whispered, smiling and closing my eyes, sinking back against him.

Luke didn't answer, but his fingers traced along my hip, and he kissed the base of my neck, warm and lingering. A kiss that meant he was right here, that he'd never left..

I felt him kiss me to my very core, and then his hand slipped to my stomach - resting there like he knew. But he couldn't because I haven't told him.

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This wasn't real - this can't be real....

"Luke..." I breathed, feeling the bliss of it, wanting to hold onto this feeling forever.

But he stilled, his breath suddenly uneven. And then, his voice muffled, he whispered, "Jess... come find me."

I blinked, confusion threading into the calm. "What do you mean?" I turned my head to look at him, only to see him there, just as he'd been, staring at me with his usual soft, steady gaze.

"You're right here," I murmured, pulling his hand closer to my chest.

I blinked again, and he was different. Suddenly, Luke's hair was matted to his forehead, soaking wet, and water dripped from his lips. His hand slipped

spilling from

reach him, to pull him back to me, but I couldn't move. I watched, helpless, as his eyes widened, pleading, and he mouthed words I couldn't

anxiety suddenly rushing through me. Why couldn't I move? I needed to get to Luke, but I

the edges of my bed. The dark room settled around me, shadows flickering from the blue light of the TV. The news channel was

Just a dream. Only a dream. But I could

for my phone on the nightstand and

had another dream...

seconds later, my phone

sleeping, and my exhibition is

out a shaky breath, staring at her message. I had no idea what these dreams meant or why they

Yes, of course. I wouldn't miss it

know the

lost the baby, but that was because my body was in a stress reaction, and I didn't eat or sleep. I kept running and running, hoping I could run away from the

pregnancy so the fliht won;t have an effect and now

response and hit send, but the reassurance I gave Laura felt hollow,

a

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his mouth, his eyes full of

pulled my knees to my chest, running a hand absently over my stomach. The faintest swell was starting to show, a quiet, almost invisible reminder of everything I still had to live for, to fight for. I'd come close to losing this baby, and that thought scared me more than anythi I couldn't let myself fall apart again; I had to stay grounded, focused, even if everything around me felt like it was slipping through

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