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

BIT OF BLUR LAURA

Laura

The hallway was buzzing with the usual pre-class chatter, but my brain was too busy spiraling to notice. Friday night. Art guy. A date.

What the hell had I been thinking? My mouth had just run off without consulting my brain, and how I was stuck in the world's most colossal lie.

I had no date. No art guy. Just a ticking time bomb of a promise I couldn't keep.

I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't see the arm until it slammed across the doorway, blocking my path. I froze mid-step, staring at the muscular forearm in front of me. Slowly, I shifted my gaze forward, already knowing who it was. Josh.

Of course.

I inhaled deeply, forcing myself to keep calm. Without so much as a word, I ducked beneath his arm and stalked into the classroom. My heart was racing, but I ignored it.

Sliding into the front row, I exhaled. Josh was a jock. Jocks. didn't sit in the front row unless they were forced to by the teacher-and Mr. Davis was too old and tired to bother. Sitting

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here was my sanctuary.

Or so I thought.

stiffen. I didn't have to look to know it was him. I could

beside me with all the subtlety of a brick wall, his long

stayed silent, sliding deeper into

But Josh

I ignored him.

muttered under his

could process what he was doing, his large hands gripped the edges of my desk

and incredulous. I was close enough to catch the scent of his cologne, woodsy with a hint of spice. Stop thinking about his cologne, Laura He leaned in, his voice low

whispered back through clenched

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tone unyielding. "I wasn't that drunk, Laura.

My stomach dropped.

He remembers.

nearly hit the desk. Did

snapped,

tugged at the corner of his mouth. "Why? Worried someone will

and I scrambled to shuffle my chair back into position, making a show of

room.

back, swiveling his chair like he didn't have a care in the world. But his

ahead, gripping my

on the side