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

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OSH - PRESENT DAY

"Wait," I said, my voice stopping her as she adjusted her bag.

She turned back, her dark curls bouncing over her shoulder. Her hazel eyes met mine, and for a moment, I felt that familiar awkwardness creeping in-the same way I'd felt the first day I met her.

I shoved my hands into my pockets, unsure of where to start. "I need to say sorry. About... being a fucking asshole that first day."

Her brows rose slightly, and I forced myself to continue. "I was just-Asha is everything to me, and I didn't want to screw up. I let that turn me into, well... me."

She smiled softly, her hand brushing against my arm in a way that felt far too kind for someone I barely knew. "It's okay. Really, it is. I know. It's okay,"

Her voice was warm, and for some reason, it made the tension in my shoulders ease. I let out a long sigh and shrugged. "Thanks."

The corner of my mouth tugged upward. "Least I can do is buy you an apology drink?"

She laughed, shaking her head. "I don't drink, actually. I was just here for my sister's bachelorette party." She tilted her head toward the door, her smile widening. "Needed a bit of fresh air. 10:53

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is safe from

up-I couldn't help but stare for a second. It was like noticing her for the first time. The freckles scattered across her nose, the way her dimple deepened when she smiled-it hit me all at once. Before I could say anything, a woman in a too-tight dress and sky-high heels sauntered up,

she practically purred, her hand landing on my

curious gaze shift between us. I took a step back, gently pulling my arm from the fan's grasp. "Thanks," I said, my tone polite but firm,

before giving Vivian a once-

a little sheepish. "Sorry about that. Comes

brows rose in

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out if she was messing with me. "You

asked, her voice light, as if my answer didn't really

bar and the room full of my

"Not really, no. Sorry. Did the

"The

The screen was showing highlights from the game-slow-motion shots of tackles, touchdowns, and the celebration afterward. She blinked,

I said with a grin, amused by

personal than anyone had in a

I said,