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

PART 3-Letting My Best Friend's Brother Take My V-Card JESS

"Come on. It's the last game of the season! The snow isn't that bad!" I mumbled as we drove out to the stadium to watch our husbands play the final game.

"This baby is right on my bladder. I swear, one bump and we'll need to reupholster this car," Laura groaned, watching the snow fall outside as headlights passed. "It's like minus 40 out there. How are they even going to play?" she asked, shifting uncomfortably. I shrugged, keeping my eyes on the icy road ahead as we approached a stoplight. "You know them. Once they're on the field, nothing else matters. Can you believe we're going to be parents together?"

She laughed, resting a hand on her growing belly. "You're already a parent, remember? Beautiful little girl, currently being spoiled rotten by your mom back home."

I grinned. "Yeah, but this time, we get to do it together!" Excitement bubbled up in my chest, and I couldn't help but glance at her with a wide smile. "I swear, this girl is going to break my ribs," she muttered, leaning back against the seat.

The car slowed to a stop at the red light, the glow of the traffic signal illuminating the snowflakes that swirled outside. I tapped my fingers on the steering wheel, humming softly. Laura shifted

PART 3 Letting My Best Friends Brother Take My V-Card

in her seat, the faint sound of something sliding in the back catching her attention.

288 Mouchers

fumbling to reach around her belly for the phone that had slipped between the seats.

sounding just as she grasped the edge

she said, holding it

my spine as I caught

must have alarmed her because she froze. "What?"

I whispered.

barreling down on us, far too fast for the icy conditions. My hand shot to the gear shift, but the sound of screeching brakes filled the air. Time seemed to stretch as the truck drew closer. I heard Laura scrambling for her seatbelt, but

us. My breath left me in a rush, and for a moment, everything went dark. When I opened my eyes, the car was eerily still, the world outside blurred by snow and tears. "Laura?" My voice was barely a whisper, shaky and

Her head slumped against the seat, her face pale. Fear

12:23

3 - Letting My Best Friend's Brother Take

Come on,

1285 Vouchers

engine groaning. My pulse thundered in my ears as I glanced down and saw blood. My hands trembled as I reached for her stomach, my

blurred my vision as I shook