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

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Later that evening, as everyone lounged in the living room, basking in the warmth of good food and the glow of family, Luke leaned closer to me. His lips brushed against my ear as he whispered, "The doctor gave us the go-ahead."

I blinked at him, confused, tilting my head to look up at him. "What?"

Instead of answering, he wiggled his brows at me, which was so unlike Luke-usually so serious and broody-that I couldn't hold back the laughter that bubbled up. My laughter startled him, making his frown deepen, and that only made me laugh harder. I cupped his face, leaning in to kiss him softly. "How would that even work?" I whispered against his lips.

Luke smirked the kind that sent a warm shiver down my spine. "I have a few ideas," he murmured, his voice low and teasing.

Then, with the most exaggerated stretch and yawn, he stood. "Josh, man, I need sleep before rehab starts tomorrow. And so do you. Thanks for everything, Laura."

Josh waved him off with a grin, and Laura offered a warm smile, clearly amused by the theatrics. Luke reached down to pull me to my feet, and as I stood, he draped his arm around my shoulders, his fingers intertwining with mine.

"Goodnight!" I called over my shoulder as we made our way out.

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a moment, I wondered if it would even be possible. I missed him-feeling him-so much it almost hurt. But navigating this felt like uncharted territory, and despite my hormones being all

it even work? And worse, what if Luke took one look at

I groaned aloud, letting the guilt and self-consciousness simmer down as I turned the shower handle all the way to cold. The icy spray shocked my system,

out, grabbed a

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towel around me. I jumped slightly, startled, but he didn't seem fazed. The bedroom behind him was dimly

the doorframe, his grin mischievous and impossible to resist. "I surrender.

his eyes. His grin widened as he held up a bottle of oil, giving it a

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protectively to my belly. "Come on," he murmured, steering me toward the house next door. There was something about the way his touch lingered and the way he leaned into me as we walked that made

like a duck-it's not attractive! How can you even think about that?" I

down to kiss the top of my head. "Doctor said it's good preparation, you know, for when the time comes,"