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

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LAURA-STILL IN THE PAST

I leaned back against the door as it clicked shut behind Josh, the weight of the conversation pressing down on me like a heavy blanket. My hands trembled slightly, and I pressed them flat against the cool surface of the door, trying to ground myself. What the hell had just happened?

The words Josh had said swirled in my head, their rawness, the honesty-it had cracked something open in me. I should've been furious, should've slammed the door in his face the moment he confessed, but instead, I felt... lighter. Like the pieces of my heart that had been broken were slowly coming back together, even though I wasn't sure if I wanted them to.

"Josh?" Jess's voice rang out from the couch, startling me.

I turned to see her sprawled out with a blanket over her legs and a bowl of popcorn on her lap. Her eyes darted to me, her brows raised. "Wait, was that my idiot brother? What the hell is he doing here?"

I took a shaky breath, walking over to the couch. I plopped down beside her, letting out a soft laugh that I wasn't sure was from nerves or genuine amusement. "Yeah. That was your idiot brother."

Jess smirked, leaning her head back against the couch. "Was he

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my lips. "He came to apologize for

can't believe it. My brother-the macho football player who sleeps with anything that wears a skirt-is now groveling at your feet. I never

Jess threw her head back and laughed, the sound filling the room and easing some of the tension in my chest. "Okay, fine, I' Il give you that. Luke really did come out of left field. Who would ve thought the asshole was really

over stupid things, utterly oblivious to the chaos around us. For a moment, it felt like we were those girls again, two wallflowers blending into

I asked softly. "We were the girls in the. background. The ones no one noticed. And now, somehow,

head to me, her expression

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the two boys in school who could've had

us," I finished, the words coming out in

with a

me, and when I glanced at her, she was watching me carefully. "Look," she started, her tone softer now. "I'can't tell you

said. And, deep down, I knew I'd

forgave him," I admitted quietly, my voice barely above a whisper. I leaned my head back, staring at the ceiling as the words left