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

POOL HOUSE JESS

I pulled Laura aside, dragging her into the hallway while the guys were still in the kitchen, laughing and celebrating like lunatics. Their voices echoed through the house, but I was too frustrated to care.

"Okay, what the hell happened?" I demanded, crossing my arms. "Did Josh tell you about Sarah?"

Laura didn't even try to play dumb. She just winced, her cheeks turning faintly pink. "Yeah, he mentioned it."

I threw my hands up in disbelief. "What the hell was he thinking, Laura? Letting her stay with you? She's practically a stranger!"

Laura let out a sigh and leaned against the wall, biting into a cupcake like we weren't in the middle of a crisis. "He feels guilty," she said, seeming a little defeated.

"Guilty?" I repeated, trying to keep my voice from rising. "For what?"

"For being the injured one on the island, or something like that. He still hasn't opened up to me, Jess. I'm worried," Laura said, her tone softening.

"He thinks he owes her-at least enough to give her a place to crash for a while."

I groaned, pressing my fingers to my temples. "This is so typical

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don't think refusing her help will help my case one day when I'm looking at the pearly gates, you know? Don't worry, I drew the line at living under the same roof. She will get the pool house. I told Josh he's kicking her out in two weeks, or I'm

completely off guard. A laugh bubbled out of me before I could stop it. "You seriously said

been through hell, and I understand

the unmistakable pop of a

name!" Josh's loud, exaggerated voice carried down the hall. "May

"Those two are

back

shoulder. "Josh means well, even when he's

nodded, feeling a little of the tension in my chest ease. "I

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Let's go make sure those two don't burn the

myself, following her back to

were all in a sugar coma in front of the TV, watching nothing of consequence. Laura was sleeping on Josh's lap while they waited for

TV droned in the background, but the moment the host's voice shifted to that patronizing tone reporters use to stir the pot, the room

"Two football players who almost lost their lives if it wasn't for the one woman who saved them-both refusing to admit there might be more to those weeks than they let on."