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

FOOT MASSAGE

JESS

The house had finally fallen silent, and the occasional creak of floorboards and the refrigerator's hum were the only sounds cutting through the stillness. Down the hall, I could hear Josh's heavy snores, muffled by the walls, and downstairs, the faint buzz of Sarah's music playing low in her room.

Luke and I were curled up in bed, his arm draped lazily over my waist as I nibbled on my lower lip, trying to quiet my restless thoughts.

"You're thinking too loud again," Luke murmured, his voice gravelly with sleep as he buried his face in the crook of my neck.

I smiled faintly but said nothing, staring at the faint glow of the moonlight filtering through the curtains.

"Jess," he said, his tone teasing now, "what's on your mind?"

I shook my head. "It's nothing. Go back to sleep."

He shifted, propping himself up on one elbow to look down at me, his dark eyes glinting with determination. "Not a chance. Come on. Out with it."

"It's stupid," I muttered, avoiding his gaze.

Luke arched a brow. "Try me."

When I didn't answer, he grinned mischievously and dipped his

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sides, tickling me until I couldn't hold back a

beneath him, but he didn't let up

he said, his voice low and

my head, meeting his gaze, and sighed. "Aren't you frustrated? That I can't... you know...

a strand of hair from my face and leaned down to press a tender kiss

as I find you all the time-even pregnant-l get it. This is not the part where I'm selfish." He kissed the tip of my nose, then my lips, his touch so gentle it made my chest ache. "This is the part where I help

I feel like I'm falling apart," I admitted,

his hand moving to knead the muscles in

he murmured against

up one of my legs, and I

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the tender spot

your feet are swollen," he whispered, a playful edge

me as he began to massage the aching muscles, his thumbs working over the knots

breathed, the tension melting out of me with every pass of his

grazing my temple. "Let me take

steady rhythm of

his hands easing

in my mind, I felt something I

it up, but the guilt gnawed at me until I

I need to tell you," I said softly,

rubbing my foot,

with one of your friends." My voice