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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until I couldn't

him, but he didn't let up

voice low and playful, "what's got you so

turned my head, meeting his gaze, and sighed. "Aren't

something deeper. He brushed a strand of hair from

laced with awe. "And as fucking attractive 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 you, okay? Stop overthinking me and

sigh, resting my forehead against his chest. "Sometimes, I feel like I'm falling apart," I admitted, my

hand moving to knead the muscles in my neck with

murmured against

pulling up one of my

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found the tender

tell Laura your feet are swollen," he

massage the aching muscles, his thumbs

breathed, the tension melting out of me with

grazing my temple. "Let

warmth of his touch and the steady rhythm of his

that moment, with his hands easing the ache in my

words quieting the doubts in my mind, I felt something I hadn't in weeks:

moment, debating whether to bring it up, but the guilt gnawed at me until I couldn't keep

something I need to tell you," I

stop rubbing my foot, his attention fully on easing

one of your friends." My voice trailed off as my face burned, mortified by the