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

HOT WATER

JESS

The early light of dawn spilled softly into the room, painting everything in muted greys and blues. Luke's arm was draped across me, his steady breaths tickling the crook of my neck, his chest rising and falling with a rhythm that somehow matched my own.

I let my fingers trace the faint scars and tattoos etched into his back, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath my touch. Every line and mark told a story, even if he hadn't shared them with me yet.

Last night had been about him. I hadn't wanted anything else. When he'd tried to return the favor, I'd pressed my lips to his and whispered, "Soon. But for now, let me take care of you." And I had.

My phone buzzed on the nightstand, the sudden sound jarring in the stillness. Carefully, I reached for it without disturbing him, glancing at the screen.

Laura: "How did the night go?"

Balancing the phone awkwardly with one hand, I typed back.

"He wanted to shower a few times and managed to fall asleep after midnight. You?"

Her reply came almost instantly, the brightness of the screen making my eyes squint.

Laura: "Josh had a nightmare. It was bad, but he's sleeping now. He

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told me anything about the island,

features were relaxed in sleep, but even now, shadows lingered under his eyes, hints of a weight he carried even in dreams. I typed back, my

spoken about

beside me, his arm tightening around my waist as he buried his face against my shoulder.

had happened on that island had left its mark on both of them, and while I wanted to ask and ease the burden they carried, I couldn't

down and turned toward Luke, letting my fingers brush through his damp

soap.

I whispered to him, even though he couldn't hear me. "When

night. Luke was warm, like a space heater warm. I needed a shower, so I wiggled out from underneath him and

water cascaded over my shoulders, soothing and warm, as steam curled around me. My hands worked through my hair, the familiar floral scent of my shampoo

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the water drumming against my back before

called out, though I already knew the

touch sending a shiver through me despite the warmth of the water. His arms snaked

of your shampoo... so much," he murmured, his voice low and rough, lips brushing

his embrace, feeling the solid warmth of