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

LUKE

The nurse tugged at the bandages on my shoulder, her hands careful but firm, though each motion sent a dull throb through my arm. I tried to sit still, but the discomfort made my jaw clench. "How did I even injure this arm?" I muttered, staring at the ceiling, searching for memories that felt as hazy as a dream. "I don't remember anything."

From the doorway, Sarah's voice rang out, full of smug

amusement. "You don't remember?" She stepped closer, hands on her hips like she was about to scold me.

I turned my head, squinting at her. "Should I?"

She sighed, dramatic as ever. "You fell off the damn boat, Luke. You were flailing around like an idiot in the water while the current tried to swallow you whole."

That... sounded about right.

Sarah didn't stop there. "I had to tie a rope around myself and dive in after you. Dragging your dead weight back onto the boat wasn't exactly easy, so yeah, maybe I wrenched your arm a little."

I blinked at her, stunned. "You... you risked your life for me?"

She scoffed, but there was something softer in her eyes. "Don't

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make it weird. Someone had to save your sorry

I stared at her, words failing me. Thank you," I said finally, but the words felt small and insignificant. How do you thank someone for something like that?

off. "You'd have

so sure, but I didn't argue. Instead, I watched her straighten, her tone shifting.

sat up straighter,

someone," Sarah

home."

in the air for a moment,

"Seriously?"

will be here

when you don't know what else to do with the relief

toward the door. "Let's go tell the mango addict he's getting off

my shoulder protesting with every move, but

His injured leg was propped up on a pillow that balanced on a nurse's shoulder while another nurse massaged his feet. A pile of mango peels sat beside him, evidence of his ongoing obsession. "How

another piece of mango into

my head. "Of course

something in the local -language, her tone light

Sarah asked, glancing at

"Pretty sure she called me a

her eyes.

ignored her, lounging back like he owned

still don't remember anything about how you ended

memory refusing to come together clearly. "No. It's all... fragmented. I remember the boat.

you out, and you didn't think. Next thing I

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