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

LUKE

I ran into the hospital office just in time to see Jess sitting in the waiting area, paging through a magazine with a hand resting on her very pregnant belly. Fuck - she's the most beautiful creature on this planet.

I marched over, my heart racing, and pressed my lips against her cheek and then her mouth, molding her to me-As I pulled away, I noticed the flush creeping up her cheeks, a sweet contrast to the worry lines etched on her forehead. "I'm sorry, babe," I blurted, a bit breathless. "I thought I was late."

"That's okay," she replied, forcing a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. The doctors were running behind, so you didn't miss anything." She smiled up at me and motioned for me to sit down next to her. "Are you okay? What's wrong?" she asked me like she just saw straight through me.

I shifted on my feet before sitting down and bracing my elbows on my knees. "The interview was a fuckup. Josh and I lost it when the fucking host insinuated there was more that happened between us all on the island." I sighed and Jess turned towards me, rubbing my back. "You know publicity is all about the drama. I'm sure Sarah and Josh both cleared it up, right?" She said, her voice soft and soothing. I pinched the bridge of my nose. 0.00%

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leaning back and slumping in the

fucking opposite when a tabloid approached her. Something about not getting the same payout we did and a lot of debt. So they offered her money if she could confirm there was something more there." I sat up, turning to Jess now and taking her hands in mine, my eyes flitting to her belly. "She told them she fell in love with me, but I promise you, Jess. Nothing fucking happened. I swear it." I pleaded with her softly, expecting her to turn away from me, but she didn't. Instead, she placed a palm on my cheek and

guys suffered enough on the island, and now this. I know nothing happened. I trust you completely." She whispered, and

about a trauma bond and dissociation of survivors - sometimes they

and looked at her. "You see a ... therapist?" I asked softly, and Jess nodded

After they said, you were... Well - I didn't do so well and I refused to acknowledge the baby and my head was just

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someone's perspective you know?" Jess said softly, looking away but I turned her face back to me. "I'm sorry babe. I sometimes forget what you must have been through while I was stuck on that forsaken island." I said, holding her gaze. She leaned in

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